The sun comes and goes yet again,
The moon takes its place
Hiding the world in darkness.
Letting creatures be themselves,
Because we hide during the day.
Soaking up the moonlight,
Stare at it nonstop.
The moon makes us happy
Makes us feel whole again
And not so alone.
Hearing the sounds of night,
Calling upon the night walkers.
We can be together again
Until we must hide away,
Keeping away from the holy light of day,
Waiting for the darkness
So we can meet again.


- by me.