Silent Night

In  the pale light of the moon

she sits. 

The stillness of the night

surrounds her. 

The sky filled with

stars, the moon 

and mystery. 

Her heart in pieces, 

her mind

a mess of thoughts

and feelings, 

yet she sits 

and she ponders 

while staring up 

at the moon and stars. 

As she weeps so do the 

moon and stars, 

as they shine down upon 

this weeping heart. 

As the coolness of the night 

settles around her

she smiles 

sadly

throwing out a simple 

request to the 

wind, the stars, 

the moon, the earth, 

to the heavens, and to God 

above, to anyone

who will listen,

for this pain to end, 

for this heartbreak to mend. 

She doesn't want 

to move, 

she doesn't want to 

stay. 

The silence of the night 

envelopes her, 

wraps her in its beauty 

and mystery. 

Surrounding her, 

calling to her. 

She just sits and longs 

for the one 

who held her hand 

so sweetly, 

who held her when 

she tired

and who she thought

loved her 

unconditionally.