MOONDANCE

The tiniest sliver of light

Breaks through the dark horizon

That was my mind, asleep in dreams,

Dancing with the moon.

The moon had enough light for me

But the day came anyway,

For it has no thought for my thoughts,

It simply comes and goes,

Like a passing breeze

Unaffected by my complaints

That it has blown my hair into my face.

Yes, the moon had enough light for me,

But still the Sun insisted on rising,

Leaving me falling through fast fading stars

And memories too quickly forgotten

Back down to Earth, to gravity and irony,

To the place where I only wait for the night

So I can dance once again with the moon.