dear daya new blank documentdespair knocks

I don<t have to answer

the rings of agehave told mewhen 

loss, hope and triumph

are in attendance

they save me a place

a space

beside what it takes

to be a hoop dancer the moon is full it is a marvellous journey

I stand at the edge  of the continent looking out

mundane is out of the question

but, what is the next step