Moon You Float In Silence

I sat on the hill and looked at this huge moon. How many people before me had looked upon him. I enjoyed the silence, the loneliness.

Suddenly everything happened quickly, the moon seemed to become alive. It seemed as if he breathed and an oppressive fear seized me facing such a great living being. Time seemed to stand still - because I had become the moon. I hung in my restless orbit around the Earth. I had to escape. Once, I would be free.

She shook me. "Hey, hello you should not understand the nature of the moon, nor rush on his his orbital way." Confused, I woke from my trance again on the hill. She sat down next to me.

We were silent. Somehow, I had the feeling of having felt something big. Then she began to giggle. "Here in this place, hundreds have already sat and felt the moon. The Moon you should feel is inside, not outside."

At that moment I became aware of the inner moon. The one bright glistering side, hot in the sunlight, dry and empty. The other side in the dark, a shadow world that was filled with life. We were silent.

Finally, she spoke softly and with a clear voice.

Moon,
You do not sing
You do not cry
And floats in the height
My soul has crept in you
My soul has spoken with your body
You don't answer in the brightness
You don't answer in the darkness
You do not cry
You do not sing
Moon

While she said that, she seemed to me in the darkness of night to be no human. Rather, she was like a living moon that hovered over the hill. I knew what she did and I could not follow.