I am the Moon and my reflection
is that of stars falling into the sea
I am distorted, all out of sorts,
and since I am broken, we cannot be

But he is my changing tide;
because I love him everything moves
He dances to my cosmic rhythms
and I can only hope to be his iridescent muse

In the night our souls reunite,
a silhouette amongst the spiritual sky
Our peace a melodic lull;
the earth's apåpa-viddha cries

Our integral beauty permeates
and lies in all ephemeral things
Though apart within the same interstellar galaxy
we could never be without the gravitational hope the other brings