Moon

The stark moon in its fullness, firing its way into the nighttime, part of the clothing of the sky, and its a quiet fire, that he fires, and he fires in all of the world, calling on the tide, and calling on us to love, and driving us to our extremes and beyond. There is no escape, acceptance is vital, and then the day escapes, and it seems to believe that it has the power to be able to walk on its own, until darkness dims the day, and then the stark moon in all of its fullness, fires its way into the nighttime.