Luna in the Magnolia

And where are you leading her all unheeding
O light Moon-Lady, who knows, who knows?

But oh, I wish that my feet were scaling
Your floating ladder let down for me!

For who would reckon
when faeries beckon
And the witch-moon shines through the willow tree?

The Spring Moon
~ Karle Wilson Baker (1878-1960)

Luna in the magnolia. Dreamy.