Look to the New Moon
BY MAI DER VANG
If you must hear the story
of my turbulent gaze after waking,
the march of my hours to hermit
into a higher body, it is that
whatever you put into the Universe
eventually returns.
In our oneness of gift,
we are eyes together,
nerves together, affected together.
If I’ve never told you
how madly we share in the stars,
how it was all founded for you,
then let the lon
Look to the New Moon
BY MAI DER VANG
If you must hear the story
of my turbulent gaze after waking,
the march of my hours to hermit
into a higher body, it is that
whatever you put into the Universe
eventually returns.
In our oneness of gift,
we are eyes together,
nerves together, affected together.
If I’ve never told you
how madly we share in the stars,
how it was all founded for you,
then let the lon
Look to the New Moon
BY MAI DER VANG
If you must hear the story
of my turbulent gaze after waking,
the march of my hours to hermit
into a higher body, it is that
whatever you put into the Universe
eventually returns.
In our oneness of gift,
we are eyes together,
nerves together, affected together.
If I’ve never told you
how madly we share in the stars,
how it was all founded for you,
then let the lon