The Moonlit World

 

Night is luminous;

Only the moon 

Drenches the world

In mist-mingled light,

Where shadows walk 

In the bodies of men

And everything is gently,

Beautifully blue.

 

Night is gracious,

Demanding nothing,

Condemning no one

To passion or pain -

Only spreading 

A moon-rich canvas 

For the probing brush

Of the wandering soul.