Under the moonlight where do you go?

Do you blossom,

Becoming something new?

Do you retreat to the comforts of light?

Which one, I wonder

For, in the moonlight,

There is a time of possibilities

Where the world springs to life.

Moonlight

Where are you?

Do you embrace it?

Do you shun it?

Moonlight

Disappear from sight

But promise to return.

When it’s gone, where will you go?

Blossom or retreat?

Where?

Where