Falling asleep last night
In the moon light
Caught a glimpse of my hand
And thought
How absolutely wild
I’m made of old butterfly wings, stardust, ocean waves and dinosaur teeth.
I’m used up memories ground to dust, recycled and reimagined
A reanimated spirit into form, a messy container for this impossible emotion.
I look around this absurd play we put on.
We sing and we dance to convince ourselves we’re ok
This menagerie of often pain and sometimes pleasure
I float in the sun and drown in the moon.
Drawn by a force like the tides, pushed… pulled… pushed and pulled again
An ocean wave crashing against the rocky shores for eternity
Like trying to grasp a moonlit cloud, we chase the elusive whispers of our hearts, only to find that the moment we think we’ve captured it, it turns to vapor. And we discover that love was never a destination, but the gentle hum of the universe itself, resonating within us all along. We embrace the longing as the sweet ache of our own existence, reminding us that we are but droplets in the vast ocean of connection, forever yearning to merge with the infinite.
Midway between the sun and the moon,
At twilight
Where the day meets the night time stands still.
For a moment, US is now.