Chosen Moon

When do we
Fall for discovery
reach to take a yearning place
and hold it close
and find the most
secret space
Just by holding her hand
or glancing once more at his face

Where do we
Find our true destiny
In the lining of the stars
Until we know who we are
In the sea
Of each breathing tide
We reach deep inside
And show our hearts
Until the Celestial Charts set us free

To choose our own Moons