ecstasy enchantment moon

Full Moon

Only my racing heart is moved

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When I see the full moon

I shudder and feel tender

I forget everything, life, death

I just go crazy

I already know that for a brief moment

Unable to act or think

I fall silent, full of enchantment.

Nothing in my trapped body moves

Only my racing heart is moved

My soul comes loose

And transcends what I feel and understand

I am absent from me

And in an insane and endeless frenzy

I gain wings towards the moon

It’s not me anymore, just her slave.

Free from prison and earthly chaos

Of fear and of all that is small

Fascinated by the unspeakable beauty of the moon

Grateful for being now only hers

I undo myself and say goodbye for what I was

I’m just a being in deep ecstasy

A being in tune with the mysteries of the world.

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