I wrote this in 2009 while I was studying at university; it's loosely based on the dream of a friend, and how I imagined it to continue. The 'love tree' image I took from a small tree in the college grounds which had heart-shaped leaves that turned red in the autumn.
LUNA
The man in the moon came down to me
In a silent silver night;
He whispered wisdom in my ear,
'What you seek you will find here,'
In the garden by the love-tree
Wrapped in pearly light.
The dawn crept faintly over hills,
It kissed the leaves with red;
Staring at a pallid sky,
Laying in the stillness I,
In the garden by the love-tree,
Doubted what he'd said.
The day, magnificently clothed,
The sun as garment wore.
Softly drooped a leaf and fell
Into my lap, a crimson shell;
In the garden by the love-tree
I slept a fitful spell.
When with the starlight I awoke
The garden was aglow;
Roseate the shadows danced
And I unto the heavens glanced,
In the garden by the love-tree
My very soul entranced.
The moon had lost its tenant old
But in his place it came:
Luminescent, perfect, round,
Spilling glory on the ground;
In the garden by the love-tree
Amor perennis found.
