Starlight

"Where are you taking me

And whither do you lead?"

I queried to the whisper

Of the warming summer breeze

"Where does thou most wish to go

And thither find repose?"

The warming breeze responded

"Follow me, if thou wouldst know."

The promise of the breezy-shine

Had tripped me into following

The brightened path before my eyes

That smelled of summer's spring

I traipsed along and closed my eyes

The better to follow the whisping guide

My lids aglow with the light beyond

And playful-gentle at my side

But as we bobbled on our way

A streak of shadow crossed my face

My lids recoiled, cold to the touch

Exposing my sight to another place

"Where have you brought me

And why have we come?"

I yangled too clear to be heard

"You promised a place filled with kisspers of light

Which is far from this gromel-filled vale."

"Not so, not so, this way we must go

For though you have chosen to go where I blow

I know of the onliest road to the land

I showed you and told you is nearer at hand."

But I refused to close my eyes

And trudged myself back in the darkening light

I knew I'd been tricked into following Aira

From thither I went with a withering sigh