Racing The Moon

1, 2, 3, go. 

My foot to the ground

Pushing with the force 

Of a thousand hurricanes. 

To my left, the glow

Of the Evening star. 

It blinds me, 

But only for a moment. 

I slow my speed and 

Am Hypnotized 

By its deep-archaic 

Beauty.

With the turn of my head, 

I realize I am

Falling Behind. 

With each mile,

I feel my soul dragging. 

Pulling me behind the

Goddess of the night. 

I lose the race and

I bow my head to her

Sheer-Ultimate Power. 

I give you my soul, 

Queen of the night and 

I pledge my everlasting 

Love to you, in hopes

To catch you and walk 

Through the gates of Valhalla.