Dropped into the Dark
We cycle, like the moon,
from full-steam clarity
to baffling absence.
Dropped into the dark,
humans seek a new dream.
Before we find our way,
we feel the diving decline
into blind despair.
Seeking. And utterly lost.
Children in the dark.
The moon can mother us,
if we know she is an ally.
The moon can help us,
in the sightless night,
to change our vision.
No space for self-pity.
Evolving in the moondark,
we are making up
a new species, emerging
into a new dream.
©Susa Silvermarie 2020
