Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Moonlight

Moonlight bathes a finite earthen canvas
Not light of day
Nor black of night
The glorious moonlight

Darkness recoils in reluctant admiration
Not his this blessed night
Nor he the victor of this fight
The glorious moonlight

To lonely shadows death dost flee
Away oh cursed wretched foe
Gone be thou from sight of
The glorious moonlight

Rise expectant hopeful eyes
Not to the ground direct thy gaze
Nor left or right be coyly drawn - but affixed upon
The glorious moonlight

While I in mortal cloak do dwell
While on rugged pitted path I tread
While for the coming ray I long
With unfettered awe do I submit to the transcendent spell of
The glorious moonlight 

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