They say the moon Keeps every name Written inside A silver flame. The oldest stones Still face her light. Like they’ve been waiting. Don’t follow… Don’t resist… She already knows Where you exist… Feel her current Through your blood. Through your bones. Recharge your battery. Recharge your stones. Different phases Cross the night. Every heart Becomes her moon. Owls don’t speak. They simply know Where silver rivers Choose to flow. Every crystal Holds its breath. Waiting for Her quiet step. Lay your fear Upon the stone. Leave the daylight Standing home. Nothing borrowed. Nothing owned. Only moonlight… Only bones… Feel her current Through your blood. Through your bones. Recharge your battery. Recharge your stones. Raise your hands Into the glow. She was here Before we know. Morning breaks. She slips away. Still her rhythm… Remains…
