Bella Luna

The storm quiets itself so I can hear you
And as you whisper
A blade of light strikes five miles away
We’ll later find a tree cracked in half
Its peak black and you’ll say,
This is harder than it should be.
But right now, I follow.

You lead me through the woods and back home
You raise mugs and say, what’s good, and I take out hot cocoa
You leave before it starts raining because tomorrow you’ll be right
This is harder than it should be but when you’re gone? Something in me dies.

I heard it once before that life goes like this
You do your best with nothing and you still come up with shit
A long time ago, I met the man on the moon
And ever since I’ve looked for him in faces, smirks, and wounds
But maybe I’m the one who needed looking for.

I pass through the garden time and again
You were another lifetime
And as one does, when they are reborn
I cry until the dead thing breathes itself to life within me.
And I say,
Troubles are opportunities for improvement.
But right now, I crumble.

I crumble like graham crackers on chocolate marshmallow
I raise a mug of warm milk and wish for a tomorrow
When I can dance in the downpours and feel love in the smallest things
Now my today is just like this as I let myself be

This isn’t the worst that I’ve been through and it won’t be the last
But right now? I’m with the man on the moon looking at a map.
Which way will I go? And who will I be?
Wherever it is, I know two things:
Life is better when you do it with gusto
And someone out there will always find me.