Conversation's with the Moon
As a reminder
I look to the moon
My substance of peace
Bringing calm into the chaos
I set my concentration upon the soft glowing light
How Thoughtful of you to hang a nightlight in the open sky.
It feels as if there's comfort beyond the clouds shining over me.
Ruler of creation,
Between the many branches of the trees I find a little serendipity.
Layers of moonbeams blanket the ground, lighting up your sanctuary.
Like every night I'll walk alone
A weary Soul in the shadows.
In need of some guidance
Taking steps into the dark unknown.
But after my tears have spilled
And my rage has found release
I'll follow the rays of the moon
In deep conversation
With no direction in sight
Just sacred moments discussing all I hide from eyes.
Let this be the antidote to my internal Insanity.
Late into the hours when my eyes have shut and my subconscious has taken over, you're still there.
A light of safety hovering over me.
--Part one of "Conversation's with the Moon."