In the stream, the reflection of the moon can be seen.
If I drink the water, would I shine brighter?
If I were to submerge into the glowing depths,
would I then emerge an incandescent me?
Allow light to course through my veins
where only positive energy would remain.
Moon dust, cover the emptiness
that hovers in my soul.
Fill it with sparkles; erasing all
misery and turmoil.
Make me believe
with all my heart, I, too, can
be a beacon in the dark.