Equal To The Moon

It is not the heart that encloses the beloved,

but the beloved that fills the void of the heart.

The flower, too, opens its loveliness

on the Earth that is itself in bloom.

Let us wish we may be equal to the moon,

that all the light we receive we give away;

or in being equal, we are one with love

in flowing ceaselessly again into the world.

-Jé Maverick