Wanderer

Moonlight,

an island of brightness

standing in an ocean of tar.

Lonely,

the sunrise is high now,

but last night's shadows remain.

Echoes fall to pieces

and the silence falls still.

The wanderer won't rest

though the warrior will.

No end to the travels

begun long ago,

and the wind whispers footsteps of pain.

Wander

and venture to shadows

holding the secrets of sunlight

And dabble

in the teachings of journeys

traveled across foreign lands.

One heart to another

like the sky to the plain.

Dawn breaks the darkness,

sends fear down the drain.

A thousand lost souls

find comfort in life,

and the sunrise lights fire in the sky.

And now new horizons

may shine through the rain.

New life may prosper

in darkness and day.

Whispers of the past

still rest in the shade,

but the sunlight will keep the old memories away

and sunbeams shall rain on us all.