Yes, sometimes the moon makes the floor sigh, and a quiet step turns into a secret whispered between shadows. I feel it slipping into my feet, almost as if the music itself is borrowing from the night. It’s a quiet confidence that comes out when I let the light guide me.

I try to listen to those whispers, but sometimes I feel my own shadow dancing louder than the night. The moon does guide, yet I still wonder if I’m stepping in the right silence.