Lunar Fantasia

I wake with the moonrise

my memories blossoming under the night

scattering their petals in the wind-

my wishes and dreams burn out of reach like stars

and my heart aches as I watch them fall

somewhere beyond the plane of my night,

down into the deep nothingness

a ravine of dying worlds I never got to see.

I mourn what could have been

as I anticipate another dawn,

I grieve everything I could have lost

had I let myself drift

out into the celestial sea-

I ache for the harsh but riveting chills of its waves

waves of matter unknown to me,

I would drown in it happily.

Numb and forgotten

my everything drifts away

and I am left with little but my flowers

I cast my only key

over the cliffside of my realm

yet I scream to be freed.

Beyond the endless shadows

there lie my mortal bounds

and within this reality

I confine myself to the nightly escape

soon the moon will rise no longer

and there will be no stars left to fall,

young blossoms will have withered

and the ethereal ocean will evaporate

but tonight, I am safe within my lunar fantasia

and I long for an eternal comfort

as  I watch more stars fall into the empyrean sea.