Your warm gaze in the moonlight
so unconditionally loving
Has your quiet strength
both vulnerable and giving
Are the tones of your soul
wrapped without ribbons?
Have you found life and happiness?
Rest in your clenching hand?
Are you hearing soft colors of darkness
from when you played young and free?
When you almost were your own
dance and translucent melody?
these thoughts revolve so quickly
Then the magic of your soul appears
showing its light in the space of infinity
Resting in the arms of silence