Contemplations

Moonlight
Quite alone in the dark night
With the faint sound of whishing
That emanates softly, so softly
And curls with a swishing
Of tails from the
Vast rows of trees

But I—
Quite alone in the dark night—
Stand and stare at the white light
Of the flickering lamps
(Glowing softly, so softly)
Leaving bright blossom stamps
‘Gainst the wallpaper dark

And I—
Quite alone in the dark night—
Wander close to a dim bridge
With its webwork of beams
Every filament glistens
(Shining softly, so softly)
Crane to them, he who listens
Hears the night echoes ring

So I—
Quite alone in the dark night—
Traverse forth on my dim bridge
And stare at the waves
(Flowing softly, so softly)
The hills and the caves
Of my watery realms

My heart—
Quite alone in the dark night—
Catches patterns in silver
From the moon on the sands
(Sparkling softly, so softly)
And I trace with my hands
The path I would walk

For I—
Quite alone in the dark night—
Long to wander the white light
Of the cold water’s twists
(Twining softly, so softly)
Its valleys and rifts
And in watery ribbons
Find the depths of the world

But I—
Quite alone in the dark night—
Being mortal, cannot