Every night I lay in bed I twist and turn Trying to get a glimpse, a catch or a flash From the moon, from the light Asking for protection and safety For my family and friends To keep them strong and fulfil their dreams. Asking to let them shine as much as she does.
Every day again Every morning half awake Every night when I can’t fall asleep
I’m longing for the light, for the bigger whole, for answers to my questions For the moon, and for the stars For your laugh and for your arms For answers to where you are
And why you left
I’m seeking for the moon, for the light and for myself. But hoping and longing Searching while creating
A place for acceptance Acceptance of unanswered questions and the feeling of guilt Acceptance of not any longer, and a heart that aches.
It is my aching heart that tells me, to move, to whirl. It is my heart that doesn’t let me sleep. That doesnt let it go. Doesnt let you go. That longs for the light, for the glimpse and the catch.
It is my mind that wonders. That questions if it is the light that warms my heart. If it is the moon that makes it soft.
Or if they’re answers. A confirmation of affiliation. Of love. A sign of sharing. The moon and the stars. The sun and the earth. Where life ends and begins.