A traveller on a lone night
A sky of star couples now centred on a single moon
The plants are a colour grey and white
Some shine yellow like suns glow on moon
Tis a town for the lone,
For the movers of soul and bone.
Heart grows on a thinkers mind
It's a fruit for many, a curse for those travellers
One that tests the testament of time
Mumbles the traveller,
Moving on his own lonesome path.


thanks thonos