Full moon, me and the wind

Full moon, me and the wind

Is it the moon
Or is it me
Or both perhaps
An in between
Makes a fuzzy, choppy
Scrambledness
A stark unrest
I’m in a mess.
But let me sit
And be with it
Meet it,
Let it be
Just as it is.
Explore, contain,
Breath it in
No need to fight it
Beat it down.
Make room
Brave warrior
Create a place
Proclaim yourself
An open space.
Don’t lose your centre
Run and hide
Stay with it
Just for a while
And watch it
For as long it takes
To find its way
And make a break.
Beyond wide window
Wind gusts and blasts
At leafy branches
This too will pass.