For this new moonPosted: December 11, 2015
In blackness we return
Light moves in the inbetween
and waxes and wanes as it sees fit
light moves in the inbetween
shining from the Cauldron of life
whether we acknowledge it or not
When we sense the blackness, the light moving farther away
we can be quiet and listen
or moan and wail
IF, we are quiet and listen, what does the blackness speak to us?
Will we let the blackness permeate our lighted spectacle?