The Witness

I look into the night sky, a deep inky blue
the moon awake in heaven;
a solitary loon. 


The dead leaves beneath my feet withered away too soon,
windswept and weather beaten; the forget-me-nots, too soon forgotten.
and I ask myself...


Did I love in vain?
with a heart that still beats to love's refrain.

Is it so hard to find or explain,
and I think to myself... Am I a vagabond?
or a bold insane...


.....


The pale moon haunts the ocean,
The scent of the woods mixes a heady concoction,
It fills my senses, it reaches my soul.

I hear the mournful cry of the nightbird and something fills me...
I feel awake and stirred.


I feel my heart broken and bleeding
it bled for an eternity,
now it doesn't hurt.

.....


I stand on the shore
silver sands beneath my feet,
a silver ocean before me
alluring me to it.


The waves comes and reach for me
and beckoning me, they retreat.


So I took a chance
and advanced
and went up to meet...


It embraced me lovingly,
caressing my all,

A chill rushed out of me
the sorrow called life was gone.


Now I'm happy, now I'm free;
No longer shall I mourn.

......


And the pale moon in the night sky
a deep inky blue
strangely ebbing in heaven
a watchful solitary loon.