Basking in the full moon’s light,
The silver lining in the night.
Winds of change shall soon descend
Upon one’s course around the bend.
Leaves of shadow dance in turn,
A silhouette one must discern.
A candle guides the way to go
Beyond that path that one may know.
A compass past the average gaze,
Breaking through the fractured haze.
And from the dark, one gathers stride,
His very home of joy and pride.
So on this day of one’s known plight,
Take time to enjoy the sight
In offerings of any kind.
For body, spirit, heart, and mind.~