Comments about Jacob Waeyaert
Moonlight wanders with a heavy sigh.
The darkness ends what hath been scorned.
All once bright hath turned to die.
Such beauty beheld in sorrows adjourned.
Yonder seas of starlight is seen
The magnificent endless day.
To this day you were so keen
That brightness shown to your dismay.
Warmth doth end the bitter cold,
Yet bitter cold doth end the zeal.
Day after night you've yet to behold,
And for thou, this moonlight will heal.
Thou hath much to see before it ends
Cease your day not before it rends