May

it was a clear still night in the fickle month of may
full moon glowed pale in skies of steel blue gray
silently illuminating the speckled stardust at play
ahh serenity, deceptively you start another day

on this long road what surprises and mysteries lay
the who the what the when you meet on the way
decisions you make and the subtle prices you pay
remember the things you do and things you say

against the wind you stand strong and keep at bay
the damsels you save and the beasts you slay
or just those mundane things you do at work today
live life well for you are but made of human clay