master and slave, alike moon and tide,
seven lunar orbs, dance in night
in tandem with waves, enamoring
all earthly gods and taming evil spirits.
mountain god, tall and dark, watches
the lunar dance and prays to naiads to
sing and flowers to bloom and fireflies
to lit a path for one of the moons to fall.
one of the lights, full and round, comes
down a small boy, smooth as the ripples in
the ocean. mountain god takes his hand
and they slumber among the trees.
now, master and slave, alike moon and
tide, only six left reside, dancing through.