Moonsong--
Here I lie in forbidding sorrow
Pining, wishing for the 'morrow
A night so black, a sky so grey
Not a single light, not a single ray
The birds coo out their evening song
Into the night, which my body does belong
Until I saw that pale light
A quaint and peaceful sort of sight
Over the hill and through the grass
A gentle glow, like smooth stained glass
And there I saw, in all it's splendor
The moon; nightstar; the sun's Pretender
Rise above the stars so high
T'was like viewing God's own eye
And it was all suddenly taken away,
My fear, my anger and my pain
And I thought peace like this would stay,
Until the moon went down again.