Farewell

Dimmer and dimmer and dimmer
The stars, fading from view.
The moon glittered with scrambling light
Shimmery hands failing to recall.
The stars did wish to hold on tight
In the end, they had to fall.
They shook along, with talons bright
The moon to their abyss.
Visions of hope, deceiving, blinding
Gave acceptance a goodbye kiss.
The future, hid in shadows of meaning
As empty as the brimming past,
For which the moon kept rambling
Its hugs returned by distant darkness.
So sang the moon to empty space
Retaining the little light it had,
A faded memory of the stars
Invisible, in mourning clad.