Dancing in the Moonlight
Is it you, Moon, who stirs this tinge of pain in me?
Is it you that stir the memories out of the deep darkness of old?
Is it you who brings this whirling joy of hope and comfort in what can be?
Is it you that makes me touch the corners of eternity in visions;
that brings forth the flow of possibilities in creation?
Is it You in me that decides how to be?