Daughter of the Moon

She has the universe in her eyes. A light that doesn't belong to

the day. At night she hears the moon's laughter. The whisper of

stars covering her dream. They say she's crazy. Because she's not

like the rest. She's embraced by the touch of the world. Quietly glowing through

all life. She doesn't seek the paths of straight lines. She travels through

spirals of light. She feels that life's design and the secrets of ages past.

She is the daughter of the moon. Her intuition is open.

When eyes are fixed upon her, she is neither lost nor broken. If they call