Full moon ascending, horizon’s new light.
Spring breeze is stirring and shifting the blinds. 
The motions of airflow, dance ‘cross skin, 
Rekindles a fire that once lived within. 
As dusk blurs to nightfall, a stark raven’s sky, 
Redemption’s discovered, in the sacred moon’s light.
 
candle is burning, incense adrift. 
An azure flame dancing by the wind’s subtle shift. 
life of confusion, of doubt and of pain, 
Begins to dissolve on the nocturnal plane. 
The depth of the moment, is captured in flight,
An owl’s pass is shadowed, by the sacred moon’s light. 

The essence of silver, alight with its spark. 
Feeling renewal, in the wisp of the dark. 
The air moves with purpose, alive yet unseen, 
Driving out demons by the force of Between. 
night-hawk perched proudly, silhouette in the night,
The royalty of freedom,  in the sacred moon’s light.