-The moon shines above the smooth pond,
The water flows wide yet calm.
The night envelopes all the wild,
Embracing the cool, the soft, the moon.
-The moon shines above the gleaming pond,
The rabbit family nestles
In a soft, grassy cove.
And there, lying on the soft grass, gazing at the stars,
Are two lovers foretold.
-As quick as a flash, the silence grows rash.
The lovers, uneasy, become cold.
But cold would not be an incessant word,
If the moon is bold.
-The moon swells, its yellow grooves apparent.
Until it becomes clear,
When it comes near,
That this celestial is no moon.
-The shadow of the bad man
Comes closer, comes closer.
The innocent lovers, scared.
The light in the mirror
Grows brighter, grows brighter.
No mercy on the pair.
-Those perish, those that ended,
Leave behind a legacy.
And that little moon,
So high in the sky,
Yearns to eye
On her reflection again.