Wandering Through the Night

Wandering through the night
I am a mistress of the moon,
Meeting all the stars
Even when they left too soon.

As I wandered with the wind
The shadows left their mark.
They cannot hurt me anymore so
I'm not afraid of the dark.

Yes I fell many times
And felt the chill to my bones,
But now I'm stronger with new immunity
And I can make it alone.

I have been long lost long enough,
Can walk through this forest blind,
A compass rose etched in my mind
Pitfalls and hidden trails to find.

When people ask why I stay in the dark
This is what I'll say:
Because there has to be someone in the dark
Who can light the way.


Found a few old poems and published February 2, 2018; written August 5, 2014, archived under August 5, 2015