The Moon's Slumber

The Night is Calm as a Desert Sky,
An Angel Prayer is Heard a Cry,
a Hymn is Sung from a Lowly Vessel,
At the Edge of the bed Upon a Tassel,
A Sound Resounds Back an Echo,
A Calm Breeze Which Stills the Heart,
To Beg the Mind to Let Go,
and Accept that Goodbye's the Only Will,
But a Prayer Still Sung out Upon Nigh,
Adamant Still Across the Plain Sky,
Do Not Forsake a Lovers Soul,
For to Break a Love is to Kill the World..

Maria Justin 22/11/2009