Wild Moon.

Wait a moment. Sit still. open a window and listen to the whistling wind,
the flavor of the wilderness creating a pause for you.
Take this moment,
realize this opportunity.

So thats yer share of wisdom fer the day. Now time for a poem.
(yah, yah, but Im too tired to do a lot of wisdom, and im looking more forward to writing this poem. you wanna do differently? ok then, go ahead :D )

Wild moon,
shine on the spirits,
to guide the night.
Wise one, silent, swift.
Cunning, in a flash of fire.
Watch over the wild moon.

Sing lone one,
swift star running through the pine.
guard the night brook,
intuition is your guide.
Speak to the wild moon.