away but never gone

the moon's on its way to its nightly shift

the frogs fill the creek below

the tall grass waves a farewell to the day

the wind moans sweet and low

the heron tucks his head in his wing

the fish in the lake float along

the sun sinks from sight

away but never gone

the dawn brings the dew like a thousand jewels

a nest rustles high on a bough

a blue egg stays warm in the cool of the morn

under a red breast of down

the clouds turn and stretch

the moon checks its wrist

gathers itself with a yawn

and winks to the sun

away but never gone

and all o'er the world as it turns and it turns

the stars twinkle off and on

and we come and go

away but never gone