MOON RISE 🌙
In the inky twilight
In the inky twilight
Of no mans land
Beneath sullen trees
With lengthening boughs
Between the descending of the sun
And the rising of the night
My namesake beat a retreat
Whilst I, I crept out
Self pity was ever my shroud
And the thought of death, my relief
But all was not lost
Whilst I lay beneath those circling trees
For the Evening Star
Woke me from my reverie
Piercing bright
Later dimmed by the near moon
Which rose on its side
Splendidly full
The moon and its glitter
Rolled the World in Silver
Moon rise
More wondrous than any snow fall
I stepped out from that shade
Stood proud
Whilst she lay a crown
Upon my head
Who was he that lay sullen?
Well he was gone
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