Go out into Night
Feel the presence of yourself
Reflect back to you
Eggshell prominence
Of a full Moon in the sky,
Tints the night yellow
Deep craters exposed,
Circles of mystery seen
But never mastered
The dreams of billions
Stored in every particle
Of sacred Moon dust
What is the Moon now?
What it was from its premise:
Yesteryear's lamplight
Who fears the evening
Yet loves the light of the Moon
Enhancing Night's joy?
Under the Moon and stars
Winter forests twinkle white
Deer hooves crunch in snow
