MOONLIGHT

I HAVE NEVER BEEN UNDER THE MOON; IT LOOKS SO STRANGE LOOKING AT IT NOW. THE PICTURE OF MY FUTURE COMES to MIND, THE PICTURE OF DIVINITY IS BECOMING CLEARER. I THINK SHE LOOKED BEAUTIFUL IN THE MOONLIGHT, JUST BEFORE SHE SMILED.

OH! COME TO THINK OF IT, WHY DOES THE PALM WINE IN THIS GLASS CUP RESEMBLE THE PALE COLOR OF THE MOON… IT ACTUALLY DOES. THE DRINK OF GODS, HERE I AM, A GOD, DO NOT DENY ME MY PLEASURE.

WHAT ARE THE COLORS OF DREAMS? DO THEY HAVE THE VIGNETTE; ARE THEY COLORLESS WITH A COLD FEEL? THESE QUESTIONS I SHOULD FIND OUT THIS NIGHT UNFAILINGLY.

MOONLIGHT, SHE REALLY DOES LOOK GOOD IN THE MOONLIGHT BEFORE SHE SMILES, IT GIVES ME SOMETHING TO THINK OF.

MOTHER EARTH WITH HER DAUGHTERS CALL DOWN THE SPIRITS, REMIND ME THE DAY I BIRTHED SUN, CAN YOU RERCALL MY WHEREABOUTS BEFORE I FOUND MYSELF ON MOTHERS LAP? WHERE WOULD I FIND MYSELF WHEN THESE EYE LIDS REFUSE TO ACCEPT TOMORROW? WOULD THERE BE DAY, NIGHT, FOOD, AND WOMAN? WOULD IT RESEMBLE THE BLACKNESS OF INFINITY?

I WAS SAD, NOW I AM ELATED… I PRAY THE SPIRITS OF THIS WINE STAY WITH ME FOREVER. I PRAY DAYLIGHT DOES NOT APPEAR, LET THIS BEAUTIFUL MOONLIGHT FEED MOTHERS LAPS WITH THE AMBIENCE OF THE RESTING PLACE OF THE GODS.