You are the moon of my darkest skies,
with you my ashes, fall and rise.
When the tides touch you through,
life - force within me renews.
Every night you glow there,
and only in my dreams,
to you I can be near.
In the sun's lap when night's last star hides,
I no longer see you in the skies,
then, my soul again dies.
It will only be reborn,
when the moon shines bright.