The Moon by Mgcini Nyoni

Some say they

see an old woman carrying firewood

when they look at the moon

Some see a naughty rabbit.

When I look at the moon

I see you

Sometimes holding my heart

in your left hand

and laughing.

Sometimes

I see your perfect smile

and a dark rain cloud

happens to pass by

and I can’t see you.

Sometimes you are just

a tiny little crescent 

and I can barely see you

Sometimes the sky

is blue and pleasant

but the moon is not there

and I cannot see you.

Some see a naughty rabbit

Some see an old woman

But I see you

In the moon