Across the water, moonlight
seems to beckon you away.
Although I beg you to stay,
you go out into the night.
How long do you want me to wait?
I lift my face to the coming day.
Across the water, moonlight
seems to beckon you away.
Sunlight, moonlight; both are bright.
I don’t know – should I follow or stay?
You travel fast, an unknown way.
Moonlight Reflection by Peter Kratochvil, public domain.
Another Rondel for dVerse Meeting the Bar, as I got the first attempt a bit wrong.

