Moondance

Sunlight fades as each day ends,
Earth curves and turns, each ray gently bends.
Concealing beauty of passing day,
Saint and sinner come out to play.

The glimmer of Silver Moon greets the Sun,
forever apart, together one.
This permanent dance of pleasure and pain
instills in each heart a bitter refrain.
Dancers get numb with pleasures of night-
nothing revealed in pale moonlight.
In dark of night, hidden pleasures show
there are such things that day cannot know.

Lonely ones mindless in the noise-
move through the night, choosing their toys.
Bound together, forever apart,
dulling the pain of lover’s hearts.
The dance goes on under glint of the moon.
False comfort, false pleasure, false safety and soon
day will return with glaring new light
but never reveal what goes on in the night.

And lost in the dance the lonely will find
pleasures unreal to numb the mind
Some truths it seems cannot be said
when light, warmth and joy seem so dead.
There’s comfort in darkness, no one can see
each lonely heart that longs to be
united forever in a dance of true love,
no longer apart embraced from above.

In the dawn of the day the pale moon wanes,
taking away all of nights pains.
They dance together these bodies of light.
Neither one judges what’s wrong or what’s right.
And first rays signal light of new day
the cost of the dance each one must pay.

Beauty revealed, the dance ends too soon.
Night becomes morning as Sun waves goodbye to the Moon.