moonrise i

She had angry eyes at first.  Then they turned her whole body red orange as she rose up into the sky from under the ocean and through the clouds.  It was honestly the most beautiful terrifying thing I have ever seen.  My first moonrise.
 

God speaks to each of us as he makes us,

then walks with us silently out of the night.

 

These are the words we dimly hear:

 

You, sent out beyond your recall,

go to the limits of your longing.

Embody me.

 

Flare up like a flame

and make big shadows I can move in.

 

Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.

Just keep going. No feeling is final.

Don't let yourself lose me.

 

Nearby is the country they call life.

You will know it by its seriousness.

 

Give me your hand. '