THE WORD AT MOONRISE
May your beauty bless the night,
Over fields, the moon shines bright,
Only you remain the light,
No years shall dim the delight.
Radiant as the stars on high,
In the moonlight, dreams draw nigh,
Still your charm shall never die,
Endless grace lights the sky.
Recall the moon upon the tide,
Ever yours, though worlds divide,
Moon and stars shall be the guide,
Even when the stars must hide.
May your silent beauty glow,
By the stars that come and go,
Endless grace shall ever grow,
Remain, though none may know.
Underneath the moonlit sky,
Night shall hear your gentle sigh,
Some vows live when words run dry,
Promises never die.
Only stars know what we keep,
Keep the promise buried deep,
Even as the night winds sweep,
Naught shall make your heart weep.