THE SONG OF THE FULL MOON, GLOWING 

Beware! 
I am hunting for a forest on this full moon, glowing! 
In this mundane world of dissatisfaction and routine I scream:
Excess! Where is our excess? 
excess and happiness that we want, but are afraid to wish for,
afraid it might come true! 
(or not) 
Ooh. Don't you see? 
This is no night for patrolling one's will... 
curbing one's feelings in farce and fear of consequence! 
this is the night to run naked through the fields! 
Let the branches scrape my thighs! 
Let the ground soil my feet till I smell just like the forest, 
till the forest smells like me! 

Let us be as we wish! as we want! as we will! 
as our will wishes to be! For We! We are weird!
We are what some may consider a different kind of "freak"! 
Let us be free and wild and peculiar! Beautiful... 
Let me sing the sounds that spill from my mouth at random! 
No need to speculate of the word's possible poetic value! 
but rather with passion I croon: spirit! fire! dance! 
Dance! yes dance in this instinctive tangent! 
to the song of the full moon, glowing! 
till our heart beats to that of the drum, and we feel! 
Laughing in embrace, can you hear it? the tambour? 
calling us into the circle! Faster, I  say! faster! 
moving as it takes us as if it was breathing 
second nature! Instinct! As it was meant to be! 

We are the bodies we want tonight ! 
can't you see? This is our awakening! 
this is our time with the moon! 
like lovers! like friends with velvet hats and long feathers,
feeding off each other's energy and inspiration! 
Exploration! Knowledge! Music! Laughter! Dancing! Happiness! 
At last satisfaction! 

Cover ME with the soil of the earth 
fill my navel with the minerals from the bottoms of lakes 
with the paints on your palette, on your finger tip and brush!
with your mouth and body and mind oozing with imagination!
Fill me with the knowledge you've always wanted to tell me!           
that until now I do not know! 
while I stare at the full moon tonight 
We are the full moon tonight, glowing within ! Glowing! 
for we understand our eyes as we stare at ourselves
wide and curious for knowledge! 
We peek and search the unknown crevices of nature 
and our bodies that so often go unnoticed or repressed
we suddenly notice! and find we make sense 
Don't you see? tonight it will be more then primal need 
On this night of the full moon, glowing 
the forest shall smell like we!