Meredith Moon - Mark Twain

“Mark Twain”

Yesterday evening, before I slept, I saw the stars in their transcendence
I dreamt in sonnets that the next Haley’s Comet brought back Sam Clements
I recognize that great minds often suffer through the pain
Of all of your creations being recreated again

And stepping outside to the wide open night,
I saw Mars, Aquila and Orion, too
And though I know we live a century apart,
We still drew our words from the same grey moon

I believe, though naive, that great ideas surely cannot die
They come around again, just like that comet that blazes through our sky
Oh time be kind to me, I’ll see her colours weaving their trail
Like a ship, on a dark sea, casting forward with white satin sails

And I’ll sail that riverboat down the Mississippi
And I’ll pilot through the dark and the rain
And when I find those narrows twelve feet in depth
I’ll tell the captain, ‘Mark Twain’