Passions Promise Poem by Ella Goodman

Once more the waxing moon doth shine
Glimpsing all through inward eye
Glowing crescent against the darkening sky,
Once more the waxing moon doth shine!

Once more a sullen heart heaves a sigh
In fond remembrance of lovelier times,
Sordid mood masked by faith
To hear the voice from far of times.

Once more the shadows grow,
Still night glow in silver show.
Eager eyes await her dear ones call
Vesper hymns to please the lord.

Once more her incessant urge
Finds no place of glorious worth
The heart it weeps in silent drops
Once more she smiles to please the world.

Once more the shadows grow,
Waxing moon steal the show
Once more the day is gone
Passions promise set with the sun!