Already flooded with moonlight

 








I reach out to touch God;
A child
   Jumping up
      To touch the moon,
While there she stands
   Already flooded
      With moonlight.

Looking to become closer to God,
I search,
   Always searching,
Forgetting,
   Again and again forgetting,
That I am already Home;
   Forgetting Who I really Am.

                             (Diane ~2000)