Mother Moon

Gentle lanterns luminated softly

through a silent town.

Needing no more than the

radiant moon to guide them.

The journey through the smooth

sloped mountains—

leading into the sheet of cotton.

Passing through the pillowy clouds—

you stand in space.

This mountain— cursed with twists and turns.

Taking your breath away as you

dance with the stars.

Her children radiate the path—

embedded with footprints.

Them taking you to their goddess mother—

she calls for you.

The goddess—

a beacon in the night bathes you

in light.

Sitting on the edge

you may finally relax.

She nurtures you with warmth—

at last,

peace.