Full Spring Moon


I thought I knew longing,
Then I watched the full moon
Spill her secrets into the sea,

Rising above the waves alone,
Ignored by narcissistic stars,
Full of themselves, while she

Full of us, struggled to rise.
I watched as she poured out
The gathered dreams, the hopes

So close to birth, and me
Helpless on shore, so far
From water and wave

Thought I knew longing,
Until that moon, so full,
Poured hope into the waves.

Take me with you on your
Journey. Let my arms gather
With you these dreams. Let

Me hold, as you do, the hopes
Of a weary world, while the
Stars shine bright for no one.