Looking and staying under the moon,
this desire keeps on growing and glowing,
searching for something that couldn’t happen,
false hope that makes me wish upon the stars.

I keep gazing at the glimmer of the moon,
forgetting that it just reflects the sun’s light.
In the same way, I keep searching for you,
gazing at your beauty and fullness.

I confined you to my own imagination,
wanting you to be something you’re not.
I wasted different phases of the moon,
waiting and wanting to meet your perfection.

I won’t be a hypocrite to admit
that I’m excited to meet you soon.
But if you asked me when that would be,
I’d rather choose the new moon than the full moon.

The full moon makes the sky more alluring;
the birds are singing hymns because the sky is so bright.
It’s fascinating to gaze out the window
and capture moments together.

But the new moon is the opposite of the full moon;
it blends with the dark night sky.
Though there’s nothing alluring or fascinating in this,
it makes my heart beat with rhythm and peace.

In the same way, I want you to be—
I wouldn’t expect you to be fascinating or alluring,
but rather I would embrace the opposites,
accept and pray for your weaknesses and failures.

I wouldn’t expect perfection from you,
just like the moon depends on the sun.
Both of us are behind our Savior,
asking for His rays of grace to penetrate us.

I wouldn’t expect fullness from you,
because, like the moon, we go through different phases.
But I would walk with you through different seasons,
with faith, perseverance, and love.

I brought these desires and ideals under the moon,
but in sinking into its simplicity and complexity in every transition,
it slapped me back and forth, waking me from my wildest dream,
and I stopped wishing upon the stars.

I want to see you glowing because of His light.
I want to see your dark sides and imperfections.
I want to see your innocent and pure eyes.
I want to see your heart beating in rhythm with mine.

But it’s still the full moon.
Let’s wait until the next transition,
until the new moon comes,
and we’re both ready to gaze upon the sky.