She blossoms
Is the shy song in the silence
A bird in a cage?
Or a moon lily
Trudging through the mud,
Beckoned by the lunar light
In the dark of night?
Piercing through the glassy veil
Between the depths and the skies
She is kissed by the silken moonshine
After emerging from the underworld.
She blossoms
Drinking of the milky nectars
That reward her trust in the unknown,
Welcoming her home.
She opens, unfurls,
Revealing her tender heart
To the glistening dark.
Stretching out
Upon the soft mirror of the skies
What was once a heavy weight
Has become a cradle under the stars.