I greet the moon through leafless branches,
bold sentinel of wintry sky,
appraising me through shifting clouds
as night begins its sullen song.
I move apace down sidewalk pathways
where day-hid rooms through windows glow
to see myself a dozen times
amid the comfort there revealed.
I wonder, do some waltzing watchers
go peering into my domain
and find themselves within, perhaps
as deep in dark they journey by?