Enamored

I could wade through rivers of night
breathing in every white star
that drift in and out of my sight

your mystery leads me through dark forests
whispering their secrets in the breeze
I tread lightly upon dew and moss
the last of life before winter
sees the earth freeze

and there I watch you in your perfection
yearning a protection only you bring
for months I have learned your steps
the even breath that traces cold air
and so you remain an inspiration
teaching me not to despair

you know not my yearning
to learn the secrets in your eyes
quietly now I drift through snow
calling upon your wisdom
as I bathe in twilight's glow

I know now what you are
and I break away from the fold
in fields of sheep you are the wolf
so far from me yet you bear an art
that so many would loathe

and so as I wade through rivers of night
I can finally breathe in every white star
that drift in and out of my sight..