Moonrise

Memories of the past long-forgotten come back.
Harmony--it's what our worlds lack.
The beams of light illuminate the night.
I was taken against my will, but without a fight.
I entered a realm that stretched beyond my sight.

Everything was in a state of serenity.
Nature was in essence with the world's fidelity.
But at that moment, the world was dark.
Still you could here the song of the skylark.
In my heart, everything there left a mark.

Music is what I heard through the rustling trees.
What I saw, more beautiful than France's Pyrenees.
Staying there seemed to set my heart on fire.
Going wherever I wanted became a worn-out desire.
That place was all I wanted to admire.

Trekking the forest by the lake, seeing the faint glow
Of the moon reflected by the water was quite a show.
Then the little creatures of the night came.
They helped me, in one way, get rid of all my shame.
I knew that if I left, nothing would be the same.

I realized that I was in this beautiful moon-dome.
Still, my heart yearned for my true home.
As I was leaving, I was caught by surprise.
The stars formed a message for me in the skies.
"Remember us always during every moonrise."