We race against the moon
Unafraid of the dark
Shadows cast in milk white
Light on rough ground
We wear the shroud
Of the night
Hidden creatures
Thrilling to the chase
Building momentum
Into a rush of speed
Outrunning the wilderness
Into the sky
Stitching ourselves anew
Out of the stuff of stars
Looking for the familiar
Across galaxies
Solitary travelers
We each move forward
Into the next steps
Exhilaration ~ Caroline A. Slee