The Freedom of the Moon - Robert Frost
I’ve tried the new moon tilted in the air
Above a hazy tree-and-farmhouse cluster
As you might try a jewel in your hair.
I’ve tried it fine with little breadth of luster,
Alone, or in one ornament combining
With one first-water start almost shining.

I put it shining anywhere I please.
By walking slowly on some evening later,
I’ve pulled it from a crate of crooked trees,
And brought it over glossy water, greater,
And dropped it in, and seen the image wallow,
The color run, all sorts of wonder follow.

Our moon is really an amazing feature of our sky. It causes our oceans to rise and fall twice a day, illuminating our sky, be it as a glimmer during Dusk just before reaching its “New Moon” phase, following the sun into night slumber, or be it in its gibbous or full phase, where it streams enough light to our land - Just barely enough to read by. The full moon causes “lunacy” - The crazed walk the streets under a full moon, dogs howl at it. There are more births as if the pull of the full moon has a tidal effect on the mother’s womb. Our months are originally structured around the full moon and there are people who rely on the full moon as a guide to when to sow seeds and when to harvest. Surely it’s no coincidence that the female cycle is roughly 28 days - the exact time it takes a moon to retreat through all its phases, returning to its full and illuminated state.

Amazingly enough, our moon is the only moon in our solar system, out of hundreds of moons, whose size and distance from its mother planet is a perfect match to completely hide the Sun when it choses to pass through such a path.

Our moon is a truly spectacular object.