so within the days , cycling curves of moonlight

bladed edge carves a sweet ark of sky, a spot I might rest by for the night

lost eyes wonder to rays of delight open my heart and mind set right.

for all is well when I breathe with the moon, alight upon the texture of these fights of kinds

tides draw within as you show me mine, portions of self allocated to time

monthly shedding of your skin so bright, once again she is awake

it seems we are not too dissimilar.

I wonder how many times you’ve seen the shadow fall and rise

us pouring out lives to win war within

then forget to look up from ideas to which we cling,

sing out and smile at your light