Moon walk

The moon peaks through my window
  Inviting, light peaking through trees
A wander in the night, let go
  Reaching, through years away
Light through the night
  Stories, made throughout the ages 
Songs, poems, prayers
  A chance, to bide the time
Wandering in possibilities
  Because the night hides what is there
Then opens a door for us to travel
 Back across time, forward in a romp
What a power of imagination opens
  In just a small light, peaking
Come, play, pray, rest
  Come and wander the field of possibility