Crystal clear liquid in a mason jar,
lifted into the night skies,
the full moon's light is blurred,
as the two moonshine's mix.

My vision is transformed
from the mundane, everyday
to the extraordinary,
as a drop hits my lips.

The third eye is opened,
spirits and colors reveal
themselves in the corners,
and in the periphery.

They try to hide,
but they are spotlighted,
like the lead singer on a stage,
by the moonshine's glow.