I like the musing here. The moon is mysterious. What would it feel, think if it could? A astral orb, brightly lit by the sun. The sun shining so brightly that its reflective light helps us not fear the dark long after sunset.
What a beautiful piece you have penned. I love how you have described the moon...How it is strolling through the sky....oh prideful moon....Just lovely.......lighting the sky so as not to fear the dark.
Reading this gave me a picture of a celestial being..who goes wherever she feels. I also like how you have used the word strolling-it gives it a magical atmosphere as well as character and at the same time leaves the reader wondering...nicely penned.