
The Moon will show you who you are,
She knows your life.
.
She moves with you
like she moves the tides.
.
She is awake while you,
Think,
Cry,
Contemplate,
And sleep.
.
The ebbs and flows,
The water,
Your sacred blood,
they move together.
.
She collects your tears,
and she takes them to the sea.
Where she moves them and makes grand,
unruly, wild waves.
.
Bleed,
Cry,
Let go.
The Moon knows.