moon
my dear, my graceful companion,
lonely traveller whose path i share,
whisper your murmurs in my ear,
and lull the incessant drumming of my painful heart
may your ethereal light guide the sorrowful
toward green lands of hope,
where dreams do not shudder, but spring up at the touch
may your white shimmer not be as cold as stone
but as warm as a source of comfort
you, my secret-keeper,
are the lighthouse we seek out on hollow nights,
you are the friend of those who have been looking through
the window for too long to be alright,
moon, gentle moon,
ease our restlessness
