The Moonlit Path

I take to the moonlit path
that winds around trees
whose bark is gray
and thickets full of shadow.

In the day the sun shines strong,
blaring a message of supremacy,
and power blazing unchallenged:
and everything is bathed in the bright truth.

But the moon's silver glow
casts a mysterious light on the ground;
in the starry sky are questions,
and in the shade are answers.

I take to the moonlit path once more,
and tread what I have trodden before.
For I, down here, have many questions,
and the moon has many answers.