My moon to you
You are a living miracle, my living miracle
You breathe, from every single tree surrounding us
You breathe and you live
You are me and I am you
we are together. A living miracle
not love, not passion, not sex. We are us
You are light tenderly shining from my heart to the outside world
The light helps me wake up in the mornings
It’s you again! I see your mystic and miraculous face.
It’s us, it’s you, it’s me! But together
Between love, fights, glances, passion, wars. But it’s us
Forever? forever? In my dreams, you are my forever.
My every night dream
You are the trees energizing the whole planet
You are the water keeping alive all creatures
You are those caves hidden in the end of the world.
Only the explorers and risk-takers find them
You are life.
The sun and the moon.
They envy you! You can be both.
As bright as those morning sunlight’s, or as dark as the night.
It’s a transformation, an animal, a creature, made by you, by us.
They want it. The moon watches. They want to be you.
The sun, hidden, thinks of you and your brightness.
I believe you are life my love, you are pure natural life
You make me feel awake, uncovered. You brighten us, you are a living miracle.
Its waxing crescent period, and this next full moon, is from me to you.
Let’s bathe under its light and energise ourselves all night.
This is our 8th full moon, and let the universe join us for an infinity more.
I love you.
01/09/19
