A Billion Drops of Moonlight

a billion drops of moonlight shimmer in this dark night
falling as the rain falls, longing for their sun light
but it is earth that they find so densely wet and cold
going inside they melt into strange and foreign forms
grass tussling in the midnight breeze, leaves rustling;
they scatter hither and thither as lovers torn asunder
but in the midst of these I hear Moon’s soft whispering
soul-song with Sun to bridge their separated symphonies
hoping they’ll find each other in tomorrow’s waxing day