The Moon and the Sun,
they were meant to become One.
I read it in a Story,
that book made from all this glory
of the framework of our living,
our untold, beautiful delight,
how the dead became the living,
how we became this Light.
I’ve heard rumors it’s returning,
This story made of you and I,
First a meeting in the shadows,
Then the ending of the Night.
-LFE, Dancing in the Dark: poems from the night hours