Friend Moon

The trail is dim, but not dark
Moonlight creates          white shadows
Between the tall pines

Friend Moon is here to guide me

I walk alone
February    cold    shivers

The trail is new
The destination is old

Friend Moon is here to escort me

Perched on a rock
Mystified by haze

I sit alone
Fog   interlacing    water

Friend Moon is here to comfort me

The rock is old
The water is new

I leave alone
Memories    cherish    remain

Friend Moon is here to remind me

Copyright 2006 by Joyce Downs