Crescent of the moon,

its tear drop slips

and cuts in two;

it rains upon the earth.

The earth well feed,

something grows anew.

Crescent of the moon,

sharp edges finds,  

its grace and vulnerabilty;

for it too will disappear,

and yet becomes abundant.

Always with past journeys.

Always ready to begin de novo.

Crescent of the moon showing us the way.

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