Oh, Dear moon;
Who did this to you?
I miss your beautiful beam
when you once shined in darken dreams
I know nothing is ever what it seems
But you are something beautiful to me.
I remember always watching you
as the stars would dance around you
I felt always so safe
when you would shine your beauty of light
in my darkened room at night.
Oh, I wish you could speak
so you could tell me all that you have seen
in this place called darken dreams.
I can tell you what it has given me!
I walk around with pains in my heart.
Each year at midnight we gather around
at the Eastern windows of one's brokeness
We would set around to listen to the soul
that would tell their stories of long ago
mine story I have kept silent
because my story is still being written.
But tonight I had to cry...
because the stars never rise
because they no longer shine.
It was like they had lost all happiness
because you old moon are being missed.
I also miss you;
you are the brightness that shines in my eyes
it was like a lifeline to me
it was as if you were watching over me
wanting to save my life,
Now the night-tide is on hight
all I can is cry over you.
I love what is right in God's eyes,
I lie down by the side of the Sea praying God will find me,
hear me and let you shine again old moon.
In the sepulcher there by the sea is me lost out
of hope with no love in my soul,
In the eyes of you old moon,
I need to see you shine soon
because my eyes are going dim
I am slowly dying just like you.
by the sounding sea,
A dozen crimson roses falling from heaven for me
as my body washes away into the deepness of the sea,
but only this could happen in darken dreams.

- Judy Emery © 1979
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery