Moonlight

Across farthest hills, silent moonlight spills To wash away the dark, to overflow With golden rays splaying the land it fills And paints every plant in darkened meadow With clouds below a crumbled curtain hung To filter soft moonlight that fall and flow Through every limb this gentle string is strung This flickering vine lays still, crawling slow A rising orb, this gentle yellow moon Will fill each searching eye, where romance lives And contains a wish, where love's dreams commune To caress the yearning soul, that moonlight gives Beneath this gold moon where heartbeats find breath They'll hear a melody from moon's celeste