Lovely Mystic Moon Poem by Paul Breslin

My lady Mary, lovely Mystic Moon,
Didn't you hear before I wept so loud?
You've not arisen in my thoughts too soon.

Those storm-racked clouds across my mind were strewn
To darken skies of sun-lit love I vowed,
My lady Mary, lovely Mystic Moon.

The lonely hours since dreary yesternoon
Uncolored earth beneath a gloomy shroud ...
You've not arisen in my thoughts too soon.

Will you forget you heard my heart impugn
Your golden realms, if I confess I'm proud,
My lady Mary, lovely Mystic Moon?

The strings were playing soft a throbbing tune
And dancers swayed to please a dark-eyed crowd...
You've not arisen in my thoughts too soon.

Forgive me, if untimely importune -
Kneeling before you, head in sorrow bowed,
My lady Mary, lovely Mystic Moon,
You've not arisen in my thoughts too soon.