Questions for the Moon

It opened a space
inside the vast darkness—
a quiet widening
where fear once pressed close.

It parted the confusion of the dream,
loosening what tangled itself
around my rest.

It moved between barriers
even in daylight,
slipping past the places
I thought were sealed.

Here—
the way was cleared.

It confirmed intuition
in the gentle waves of thought,
the knowing that doesn’t shout
but never leaves.

It embraced power
inside confident moments,
steady, unforced,
true.

It allowed the peaceful presence
of an inner heaven—
not distant,
not imagined,
but alive within me.

Here, again,
the way was cleared.