Away But Never Gone

The moon's on its way to its nightly shiftThe frogs fill the creek belowThe tall grass waves a farewell to the dayThe wind moans sweet and lowThe heron tucks his head in his wingThe fish in the lake float alongThe sun sinks from sightAway but never goneThe dawn brings the dew like a thousand jewelsA nest rustles high on a boughA blue egg stays warm in the cool of the mornUnder a red breast of downThe clouds turn and stretch, the moon checks its wristgathers itself with a yawnAnd winks to the sunAway but never goneAnd all o'er the world as it turns and it turnsthe stars twinkle off and onAnd we come and goAway but never gone