Poem: When a Full Moon
When a full moon appears, the night
Is plump and full of cheers.
People feel blessed by the light and prepare
For the month ahead.
Even if others are skeptical of good
Times and the often scarce supply of food
Do not fret. Good times are still to come.
As aspects of the month become heavy
The yolk is heavy, the child is heavy, the maiden is heavy
The lack of food makes you light.
The hungry lizards and snakes and frogs
You must fend off.
You will rise with the moon
Even if the snakes bite your heels and pull you down by day
The night is on your side.
Frogs croak, salamanders slither, snakes sleep
You are the king of the night, your vision is bright with me
And the coyote and wolf howl
At your successes and the owl hoots
Its approval of the month that is upon you
The blessings will soon flow.
Our moon god says so.