Away but Never Gone

The moon's on its way to its nightly shift, the frogs fill the creek below

The tall grass waves a farewell to the day, the wind moans sweet and low

A heron tucks his head in his wing, the fish in the lake float along

The sun sinks from sight: away, but never gone



The dawn brings the dew like a thousand jewels, a nest rustles high on a bough

The blue egg stays warm in the cool of the morn, under a red breast of down

The clouds turn and stretch, the moon checks its wrist and gathers itself with a yawn

And winks to the sun: away, but never gone



*Whistling and humming*



All o'er the world, as it turns and it turns, the stars twinkle off and on

And we come and go: away, but never gone