Moon Glow

Stars that dip beneath the trees,

cast a light so I can see,

beyond the shadows near,

but far from my reality.

Moon glow round the trace,

summer breeze upon my face.

Only loneliness do I fear,

I stand alone for the human race.

Then a sliver of pulsing white,

hung in the dark trees so bright,

no glorious fanfare did I hear,

just beauty in a form so slight.

As if God himself heard my call,

with only hope against the fall,

a truth to which I can adhere.

I need to know, once and for all.

Inspired by Robert Frost's "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"