Its a full moon and a clear sky
My mind is care and weightless
Tied down by strings of attachment
My heart tries to clear
daily to make room for new things
refreshments and beginnings.
When all else fails within me
I can trust this moon
to be greater than us
Both our wills
will be healed with or without
our consent
and it will be right again.
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