Excerpts from an old diary

Moon

When I gaze at the night sky,

Moon looks back at me ,

Moon, Hiding behind the thick black drapes.

"Look at you moon, glory and shine"

I spoke to it but it didn't reply.

I walked away then it follows me around,

Where this baffling essence have you found.

I heard the stars above singing a song,

Made me fall in a sound sleep, for long.