Moonlight caresses the river only its surface, its skin as moon-glow and coyote song mingle, separate, mingle again in a melody of light and dark. I follow her down river mesmerized by sparkling waters confused by quick changes here wide and bright suddenly narrow and shadowy. And I think that my life is like this dazzling and muddy delightful and damning wondrous and wrathful always changing, ever impermanent. And I think, I want the good to stay, and the bad, well, you can have the bad, the shadowy things. And then I think, I love my shadow and I was just playing with it last night, hide and seek, as I stood outside looking up at the moon.
by David LaFever