Cresent Moon

Oh crescent moon of lightning silver,

Above, reflecting from natures mirror.

Stay ablaze on the gentile hue,

Of horizons inflamed with a wonderous view.

Bring me dreams, of nocturnal streams,

Of weddings laced with white.

Shinning as the stars they beam,

In the darkness of the night.

Around through heaven, with 27,

Notes of ether heard.

Flood the earth, an eve's rebirth.

As silence has no word.

Glimmer in the cold, cold black,

Light the ground below.

Reflect a silhouette or that,

Shadows row by row.