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.