Question

Moonlit night

quiet

except for my footsteps

over gravelled road

My shadow (my companion)

and my thoughts

Dreams dissolved in the milky glow

And my desires

like infants just awakened

Voices long gone, perhaps now clearer

paying their overdue visits

I look at the dark trees around me

Do they have a strength that I never had?

A resolve? A fidelity?

Somewhere deep within the cascading layers of leaves

that shimmer silently in the fluid light

lies something I seek?