like a rounded piece of ice
shrouded by the cloud
gentle beauty, kind and wise
splendorful and proud

over quiet waters still
and shiny ocean leaves
riding autumn air's chill
few kindred spirits meet

on a blossomy sky of silver
they trace the tree of stars
mesmerized with sacred splendor
delight spills from guitars

its resplendent propinquity
does my sky rephrase
as this glorious moon above
gently takes new phase

you and me as drifting tides
pull from shore to shore
like a dream which lover's confide
and yet wander alone

shine alone o solemn moon
for drowsy stars are gone
but shower upon me light from which
i shall be reborn