Longing For Distant Friends Moon

I alone

listen to it

her exultance a three letter circle

orb

that radiates light in the dark

we triangulate

faster than the speed of bamboo

by gazing at the same thought form

our ceaseless energy cycling

spirit connection

this wine-soft love

pine incense in cool air

merges for a moment

with all the is that is

reunion

who we are

revealed

longing for a story

to give to you

sheering distance

into unmistakable now

plum moon light