Moonshine

I found a feather teaching stonesHow to whistle through their bones.Clouds were knitting hats for rain,Then wearing sunshine just the same.

The moon winked twice at afternoon,A sparrow sang a cactus tune.Every answer lost its name,Yet every question laughed the same.

It's about nothing, it's about everything,The t between the bells that ring.The smile that dances with a tear,The far away that's always near.

Good shakes hands with yesterday,Bad forgets it came to stay.Right and wrong both wander through,Leaving little pieces of me and you.

A paper boat sailed through the trees,Captained by a buzzing bee.The wind misplaced a melody,A turtle found it by the sea.

Candles dreamed of being snow,Mountains wished that they could grow.Even shadows learn to shineWhen someone calls the darkness kind.

Every ending hides a start,Every map forgets a part.Every heart has winter skies,Every hope still learns to rise.

The stars don't argue who is bright;They simply keep becoming night.Morning never asks the dewWhy it sparkles when it's through.

It's about nothing, it's about everything,The quiet hum the robins sing.The cracked old cup still carries grace,The smile upon a weathered face.

Good and bad both share the road,Light and shadows lift the load.Right and wrong keep passing by,Like painted kites across the sky.

If you ask what all this means,Look between the heard and seen.Nothing at all, everything too—The song is quietly singing you.