sonnet 115 of 218 to my muse...


Sonnet 09/12/03                         DCCCLXV

Bright moon, shine down upon my muse and light
Her dreams, to show desires. Give her the chance
To see the hoped-for future, and hold sight
Of what she wants to be: Let her heart dance.
You brighten sky as muse brightens my soul,
With silver glow: You both fill night. I try
To hold you tight, but cannot skies control.
Only dreams reach the distance seen in eye.
Bright moon, give my muse peace and joy, and rest:
Let seasons pass, and cause for smile return
To reborn world. Cold nights just serve to tes
If one can from far crueler winters learn.
I wake, and you are gone: Yet, I can trust
You will remain long after I am dust.