I walk along a path.
Yet I walk alone
Down the way I see a light.
To pure to be man made
But a Natural light.
She shines down with a smile.
It glows bright.
As the a night grows
The light slow.
Now the stars are bright
She is no longer showing her face.
Her wisdom, until the next time shines.
The path come nears the end and I seek the peace.
I sit down on the ground and look around.
Yet She is there.
The Moon, the Goddess.
