Like movement between glass –
Walls, doors, and panes –
Comes something new,
One step or two
Beyond the old and tried- and-true.

Once in a Blue Moon,
The dream may hit the wire,
And lift us – take us higher,
Into a new landscape –
The one before the one before –
Like a fire cleansing brush to see a view.

There we may dance upon faint music
And cross over the bridge of time,
Or tunnel through the mountain
To find the secret reason
Behind the secret rhyme.

Blue moon – you come
As quickly
As a smile –
And last as long.

But if you find me now,
Blue moon,
I promise
You won’t go wrong.