Unhindered

I asked the universe and gods for the moon
bittersweet I swung from tears to joy and back again
questioning thunder clouds heavily writ with rage
quickly transformed to delft blue and undiluted skies

I curved and carved dense paths through substratum
collided with inquisitive worms, both thick and sticky
followed slugs across smooth slated stepping stones
emptying into unbelievable gardens, fresh from growth
and with full luminous eyes, captured my demise

~Emily Loren Moss