He took a breath, yet no words came.
His heart fluttered, only for a moment.
A drum, slowly beating life’s tune.
A song long forgotten, a melody tried and true.
The words began to dance and a fire turned blue.
His feet tapped and his body sprang;
His heart fluttered, his heart sang.
So he danced in the twilight, to a tune he could no longer hear.
And he was happy.
To the Moon 