the world can seem so big
random chaos of incident and accident
no rhythm or reason
no changing seasons
no wizard behind a shiny curtain
just the occasional terror
some misconceptions
and on overcast days,
transparency.
then on nights when the moon is complete
flawless luminescence in an infinite sky
light becomes shadow and shadow is life
the world echoes proportions not yet imagined
and suddenly, in possibility
i can believe in a you
that out there, he can feel me
because under the same moon
i can feel you