Evanescence

Lighting up the wood,
The moon rose to merry.
Hooting across the mountains,
Shrill-shining penny.

Rocking in my cradle,
I glance up the tree tops.
Winds’ treacherous rhyme,
Haunting me a song.
Me...
Wishing with my little heart…
The wind to cease and the light to last.

Across the curtain plays,
The werewolves’ war.
Bouncing silhouettes decorate,
A little girl’s dorm.

The moon beautifully cast.
The stars in their best charm,
Here sleeps a bud.
There a brave girl is born.

That night in the city,
The moon shies,
Smoke rises from the earth.
The stars feel lost.

Garish raucous begins,
Bursting the sky, scaring the stealthy fog.
City celebrates.
One world dies.
Another is born.

Ephemeral light disappears.
Poisoned the air,
Rips leaves, hearts and ears apart.
Here sleeps a bud.
There a brave girl is born.