When the Moon Was New

There’s something here
I waited,
tho I thought was gone.
Before I knew the way
a certain look you had (of home).
Before I wandered back,
there were other debts to pay -
Was a fate to clear,
and other prayers to pray.

I been lonely now
since before the chill,
since before you came.
There was another sun,
another winter knew my name.
I knew him too -
slept hungry (empty) by his side
When the harvest failed,
the wheat was burnt
and the heavens cried.

You reached for me
thinking I could surely save -
was the worst of hurts
and other faults forgave.
Turned faith to understanding
I could never owe,
I spoke to you of other worlds
other places we could go.

Never thought to doubt
of miracles we would never see.
I was up ahead,
while you were coming back for me.
Said you missed the smell
of peaches,
missed the time of singing wings,
the sweet that comes
with living.
Words of loss don’t mean a thing -
something more to hold,
much more than mortal gain.
Might I find the way (returning)
to your arms again.

Was I once before
(remember now) the moon was new,
as morning graced the meadow
with a veil of truth.
So quiet here,
and what have I to think -
the wood is almost gone
and dawning slow to be.

Could it be of lives forgotten -
never meant to hold?
Did we take of love (so easy)
as the night grew cold?

Take of breath again,
fill your bags with summer seed.
Let the fire burn out -
I’ll give of (love) all you need.
When winter comes,
we’ll plan to start again.
If there’s a story left for telling,
this is how it ends.

Take the flame away -
the night grows brighter (while you wait).
I been too long coming back
to hesitate.