Sextilla Stanzas

In the grips of a moonless midnight
I wait for the dawn to arrive
Forgetting how to be alive
By the touch of the faint starlight
I listen to the wind recite
A verse just beginning to thrive

Crossing the forest edge, I tread
My way to the city so cold
Leaving behind my love unsaid
As the town's sights start to unfold
I think what else remains untold
What hopes or dreams were put to bed

Losing sight of all that is lush
I stride beside the morning hush
The darkness still keeping me blind
Yet I still endeavor to find
Joy amid the city's soul crush
To see past the sin of mankind