A Dance at the New Moon Feast

Morning, the sun will look out o'er the hills
Spreading it's golden yellow quilt
Can such a day like this ' surely bring forth '  the gladdest tidings?
Will ' such a time be ' set to see her face?

A maiden so fair ' the roses blush and wish they had her beauty

But lo she's away in far lands ' and how much he wished for a chance at the new moon feast ' to join her in a dance

Twilight, ' the moon shines through the silver clouds
'Pressing ' a scale without a weight
Can such a night like this ' surely usher '  in new beginnings?
Will ' she return from such a far and lonely place?

Flowers gathered together will wilt and die
He gathers more '  but picks off the pedals one by one