Reflections of the Moon Over a Lake

Ancient moon,
Guardian of truth
Your silent smile beckons,
Across crystal reaches of midnight waters
And in your glowing smile
The secrets of death and time.

As sea blown clouds drift opalescently across these waters,
In your eyes,
The death of all who've passed into the shades of Summer nights,
A cloud, a last goodbye before the winds of time
Their eyes knowing the silent secret of your smile
They join in on the chorus of a million nights
And beckon me to join them in nocturnal eyes of silence.

Let the crickets' call and frogs' symphony carry me to your eternal truth
Smiling empress of night, of silence, of death.

Sweep me from the violence of these waters
To passages of time,
Away from the stormy battles of my destiny.

Summer moon,
Bringer of midnight winds
Scents of jasmine that sway the branches of mystical trees
Like the winds that pull me from this place of midnight
To this moment of mystery I share with thee, silver Luna.

Your ascent across the skies,
Reflected in the glassy depths of this lake of dreams,
Neath the opal clouds
Drifting their sad farewell to this world I leave behind.