New Dawn

Their sky turns to dusk 
 Over the weeping of willow trees 
 Swaying in the tepid breeze 

 A howling moon arousing the forest 
 Children of the stars fall to play 
 In the winds their voices sing 
 Deepening trees swallow the moonlit trail 
 They follow the echo 

 Heard by the night 
 They tranquilize the peaking eyes 
 That scrutinize their every thought 
 To the moon's delight 
 They galavant amongst the path 
 Dangling from snakily limbs 
 They're like shadows 
  

 Laugh and cry 
 Live and die 
 Seek and hide 
 Cherishing the moon 
 Rolling clouds sprinkle dust 
 Upon their silkened hair 
 Of deepest black 
 Bouncing parades of peace in the night 
 They lead the watching eyes 

 The waning moon sets to rest 
 Withering a night sky to a zombie grey light 
 As with the moon 
 Beneath existence 
 Their bony feet scamper 
 To their maternal sanctuary 
 Hidden where fairness cradles the earth.