Full Moon

If you think the right thoughts, the love just keeps growing, big, full moon love, that place where it's all a balancing act, perched on a tightrope, the threshold of reality. Imagine the lunar eclipse a pathway into the most beautiful forest, where a winter wind roars with a new song, carrying the pine needles into the air, just for the sake of creating a miracle today, never explaining what the earth's destiny is, or even taking a guess at what's coming, just sinking slow as molasses into a clandestine meeting with the biggest full moon ever, and allowing it to sing to us.