04-15-2015, 02:32 AM
A Scheme, A Dream Come True
A moonlight trail across the lake
is winding like a water snake;
it rides from shore to lunar glow
with blackness running deep below
and shimmers with each passing wake.
My dreaming done, at last I make
my move, it's surface doesn't break
but holds me like a smooth plateau:
A moonlight trail.
I reach the moon, each step I take
sinks down as into angel's cake,
its swirling light a bright tableau
as if Van Gogh just read Thoreau.
I leave before the dawn can shake
a moonlight trail.
A moonlight trail across the lake
is winding like a water snake;
it rides from shore to lunar glow
with blackness running deep below
and shimmers with each passing wake.
My dreaming done, at last I make
my move, it's surface doesn't break
but holds me like a smooth plateau:
A moonlight trail.
I reach the moon, each step I take
sinks down as into angel's cake,
its swirling light a bright tableau
as if Van Gogh just read Thoreau.
I leave before the dawn can shake
a moonlight trail.
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