Orange Beacon

(630M driving up Austin Landing I-75N Dayton)
Moon,
You are my beacon
My familiar in the midst
Of so much chaos
Tension and electronic inundation
You are constantly
Consistently, persistently there
As the chaos
Swirls during a busy week
I see you chartreuse orange
Filling up the western sky.
On my way to work this weekend past
At that ungodly hour and now when you are
Ethereally translucent white
Hanging in the Western sky
As Canadian geese do a flyover above you
I am loving you
You massive magnificent moon.