Lonely Traveler

One lonely night, I traips'd 'long a f'rgotten road
A ray shown through, on mine own visage a whey-face lighteth wast bestow'd  
 
Not warmeth liketh the sun, t chill'd me to the bone  
And yet, its sight warm'd mine own heart of stone  
 
Aye, the bitter cold broth'r of our radiant god in the sky
Sc'rn'd by many, a teareth did escape mine own eye
 
Mine own gazeth ling'r'd high, on the celestial sky pool
In t, the reflection of a fool