Follow the Moonbeams

In the soft gentle breeze, I look towards the sky
Searching the depths of the cool Autumn night
Hoping to find a moonbeam or two
So I can follow it's softening hue.

Into the heart of the blanket of dusk
Along the scent of Jasmine and Musk
I reach to the stars and my soul starts to lift
I grab a hold of the moonbeam's sweet wrist.

It takes me higher than mountains I've seen
Floating along with what ever it brings
Just simple instructions playing the host
On this trip with a moonbeam, I freely go.

Holding tight to it's tail, I travel into
The sphere of it's light, a deep midnight blue
Soaring above dark clouds in the sky
Touching the stars as they wander by.

Such magical bliss of sailing along
Enchanted by night's sweet Autumn song
Touched by the flight of the harnessed moonbeams
Set ever so gentle in the grasp of my dreams.