Calling Moonward for Moon Words

Calling Moonward for Moon Words

What is worth sharing?

What should be discussed?
What should we do when we get together?

Uncertainties seem to haunt every intersection

There is a certain flow of unfolding bliss-display
It is there in fantasy and there in music

Attentive sweetness and relaxing

Rest in the song’s delight
Words fail to capture ineffable essences
Interactions at intersections

Formalities pervade and win the day

And the distant murmuring din fades quickly away
Friendship is just a fuzzy far off image

We are here in the land of farm and forest
Home
Society is just those few of us here and the many of species other
And media as well, a window to a small sociality