The Full Moon and the Dark Moon
The Full Moon came to me
as a mirror
it splits into two
into four
perhaps five
and after a while
it melted away
into one
The Dark Moon
I can't see it yet
But I will hunt it
Fight it into peaces
Take it back
As a fource
inside me
I'm not afraid
The power and will
to be one
to be whole
is strong
Sterkt , Shri
