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Raising the cup

Raising the cup

I take up this cup
to fill it with moon’s light,
to measure the darkness of this day.

Willingly I raise the cup
Β into the air
to stop me from a fray

over my innocence.
In my state of childness
I slept and wept a dream…

Moon screamed β€œpay attention, child”,
but I listened not
and feared the Darkness.

Again I raise this glass
into the sky
to open up the lie

I fed my self.
Moon’s light gave away the shadows
feeding on my soul’s meadows

A third time the chalice blesses
moon’s light:
please pray for us.

Save our souls lost
in the dark pain.
I will regain

my childness.

I bless the light
that takes me

home
Β 

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