The moon shining bright

Through the curtain of mist

He looked around him

He had promises to keep

The trees around him

Like audience in a theater

Waiting for the climax

Eager for him to meet her

Was it to late?

Not sure if could find her

He ran clueless

That is when he saw her

Hanging on the branch

Tears still running down her cheek

Her body still warm

The gentle wing swaying her feet

Lost in the fog

Alone in the deep

Bound by a promise

He could not keep