Between
Moon-set
And
sunrise,
The
darkness
Takes my
soul,
My spirit
flies.
In the
twilight grey
And
dawning rose,
I walk the
earth
Winding
through the
Motionless
trees
And still
seas
That time
froze.
The black
of night
Entwines
with light,
The yin
And yang
Embrace
and grow
Into the
endless forests
Through
which
My spirit
blows.
The sun
climbs again
And for an
instant
The moon
gleams
Then slips
away,
Goodbye to
an
Eternal
friend.
It seems
we all need
The moon
And sun,
Yin
And yang
To let our
spirits dream
In the
times of in Between.