Deeper, The Moon cries.
You’ve only scratched the surface of the reality you are yet to discover.
The Colors are waiting for you.
Through the seemingly endless darkness,
that is the pathway to what is already within you,
patiently waiting to be revealed.
I’ll shine before you.
The beat is waiting to be caught,
by the dancing bodies, that have been frozen
for so long,
Go closer, towards the Sun.
His warmth will meet you in a melting pool of bodies,
Melt into the pool with your neighbors,
until there are no others