From "Babylon 5: The War Prayer (#1.7)"
The last poem you read tonight--
"In the Light of Two Moons."
Did I not hear it when we were--?
Both too young to know anything about anything. We could only feel and wonder what it all meant. But you recall correctly. I did start it then, poor and groping for meaning. It has matured and changed over the years. I finally knew that it was ready last month. Tonight was its first performance.