walking i danced

walking i danced

through these trees

and i caught the moon

in the branches

later this day

in another forest

my car got stuck 

in deep snow

i learned that patience

never helps

nor digging and pulling

only acceptance 

takes all weight.

and i could see beauty

in the wintry fields

of this night

i went to sleep

and woke before dawn

and it took time

to let all go

and to give myself

to the tides

and the sound

of wind and rain

life happens

and though i trust

in my dying

i am  alive

with the pulse of time

and my dreams

of stars

and memories of light

i do not want to feel why i woke up though

“Overhead, the two moons worked together to bathe the world in a strange light.”

Haruki Makami, 1Q84