Ttravellers Song

Song of the traveller

Once in a moonlit garden
did a warm and moonlit breeze
bend the swaying Linden
and play in the moonlit trees

and a moonlit stream of silver
caressing the moonlit banks
ran faint by the whispering grasses
that cushioned my spindly shanks.

Under a darkening heaven
whisper a moonlit wish
and dip in the moonlit water
to catch me a silvery fish
© 2005