The moon rises
and transforms the night
its light descending
shaping the valley
each step a mile
from sunrise to sunset
there lies the moon
reflected in a pool of light
our dream of happiness
lasts us through the night
Category: self
Clouds over the Hills
My vision grows thin
as I walk away
I look to see you again
When I sleep
upon the lost shore
nevermore
chasing the moon
chasing the moon
through falling skies
leaving shadows behind
the path of light
reflects visions of the self
as one contemplates
the eternal being
being apart of it all
relinquishing the self
through fading skies
of shattered light
shadows move unchecked
contemplating dreams
chasing the moon
