Beneath the moon the drum beats.
My heart, my heart, my heart
Follows the thump and bump
And my feet stamp.
Stamp in the night
Stamp in the night
The thrum and hum and crackle
Of the fire and the darkness.
While magic fills the air
Fills my lungs
And we breath the shimmer
And the dreams.
Wisps of smoke and hopes
Until the embers sigh
And the sun kisses the morning sky.
Blessings friends
Blessings to your days
The world has turned
Spin, soon away
Soon away, to another day.
"Stare, stare into the basin
And wonder what you've missed"
-Auden
I and me are always too deep in conversation.
-Nietzsche