Blue Light On the Floor - Mount Eerie

Instead of roaring, rolling around

Going on about the world I know

In which The Universe tears holes into our little lives

And the far moon and the dark night

Are the distances shown

Huge and cold

Wide, harsh

And terrified

Now, where I live

The black night is built up

In layers of arches

Like a mountain of blankets above me in the snow

And I say

«Hello Moon, out the window

You are nothing to me

But some blue light in my house.»

«Hello, little man in the house

Glancing out the window and going to bed

This is the mountain above your roof

This is the space above your head

I know you’re comfortable in there

Being content with what you have

Saying 'No more hunting.

This is it'

And sitting still for good

But you must come reconcile with me

I am the space above your head

The dark, unfolding mystery

Come out, come out and see

What you don’t know.»