You stand quietly under the powerful moonlight of introspection Looking inside your own soul Seeking to find what you hold deep inside Sacrificing precious time for it all Not a single move do you make for hours on end Watching the world pass you by You see that old sun rise up in the morning Never closing your eyes Familiar faces and voices you know all to well Pass right by your quiet space However, you do not speak or nod your head Although, you feel their eyes on your face You hear the melodious sound of the birds in your tree Singing their sweet, lilting song to you You never think twice about moving along in the day As you are still seeking to find the truth The light of the radiant sun no longer visits you He has went away to rest his eyes Yet, he sent his friend the glorious moon to shine To watch you from the midnight sky Still there you sit in silence, looking inside yourself Contemplating ever so quietly Until the coolest breeze softly touches your face Releasing your soul’s mysteries. - Adapted from Neva Flores