I walk a solitary night
But then, the moon goes with me, too,
A gliding globe of silver-white.
The world is sleeping (or is dead)
The dark of shadows closes in
But moonlight fills my eyes and head
And lights my path without, within.
I fall asleep despite the moon,
Despite its sifting through my world
And dream of tasks to be done soon
While I sleep tense, my fingers curled.
I wake up feeling lost and torn
Certain that the moon is gone
The sky shows it is early morn
I see the path the sun is on.
But there it is, outlasting night
The moon, my boon companion still
Dimmer in the blue of sky
But never lost, never gone
No matter what new road I'm on
And neither she nor I know why.