Tuesday, March 5, 2013

The New Moon Rises, Dark and Stealth



Through the wind and hazy glaze
The New Moon rises dark and stealth
The world around is bleak and gray
With no ray to light the wanderer’s way

Away the sun, Away the moon
The New Moon rises dark and stealth
There is no light, no glory is seen
No hidden quality or golden beam

Yet it is the future, a deep black hope
While the New Moon rises dark and stealth
There is no fanfare, nor honor there
Simply the dark new moon,
                              an empty sky,
                                             and a future so near

The New Moon rises, dark and stealth.

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