Belief:

The Nite air cleanses my soul
refreshes the mind
the whispering wind rushes on by
the giant trees sheltering me so
dancing across the shadows
to those bathed in the pale light
shone from high above
by the majesticness that is her
this is the moon in all her glory
I come to her often and sit awhile
no words ever needed
for she knows me already so
her pale glow reflects inner peace
and heightens my cause for a stronger will
resolved and found
she passes me by
on this midnight walk

everso only ever mine...