Moon Woman

Moon that you are to me,
You call the tides
Of my heart and mind,
Racing the stream
Of my emotions
Over the river bed
Of my longing
Into the falling rain
Of my tears.

You are the light
In the darkness
Of my aloneness,
Moon woman –
The lantern
For the night
Of my dreams
Shines on me.

Walking in your light
I travel old paths
Hearing the owls calling
And the trees speaking to me.
The ancient ones
Are shades around me,
And you and I
Are together.

Copyright ©2005 Tony Crisp