master and slave, alike moon and tide,

seven lunar orbs, dance in night

in tandem with waves, enamoring

all earthly gods and taming evil spirits.
 

mountain god, tall and dark, watches

the lunar dance and prays to naiads to

sing and flowers to bloom and fireflies

to lit a path for one of the moons to fall.
 

one of the lights, full and round, comes

down a small boy, smooth as the ripples in

the ocean. mountain god takes his hand

and they slumber among the trees.
 

now, master and slave, alike moon and

tide, only six left reside, dancing through.