Child of the moon Bearer of light The azure calls you "blessing of the divine" Your descent to Earth, foretold in the stars Stunned by your ways, graceful in your guise You skip around so freely, never touching ground Carried by the Zephyr and its tender breeze The sky cries your name, the stars light the way The moon will hum a tune for you, hoping your return Daughter of the moon, I pray you make your way back home
Oldie. Wrote it after reading The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter