• Moonlight wanders with a heavy sigh.

    The darkness ends what hath been scorned.

    All once bright hath turned to die.

    Such beauty beheld in sorrows adjourned.

    Yonder seas of starlight is seen

    The magnificent endless day.

    To this day you were so keen

    That brightness shown to your dismay.

    Warmth doth end the bitter cold,

    Yet bitter cold doth end the zeal.

    Day after night you've yet to behold,

    And for thou, this moonlight will heal.

    Thou hath much to see before it rends

    Cease your day not before it ends