The Trembling Tent

Incognito

Through the Night, under the bright moonlight
A solemn man comes into sight
Donning a long, black leather trench coat
Wearing a dark red scarf across his throat

He walks with no steps heard at all
Even though he's evidently tall
He wanders about the Desert land
Tarrying through its desolate sand...

Looking to the stars, he takes his direction
Above the heavens is his guide and where he seeks protection
Never seen in the day, he sits on a dusty dune
There he's hidden and rises with the mighty moon

Standing in the middle of the road of thoughts, he stopped
He looked back in sorrow and his head slowly dropped
Long is the dusty road ahead and vast is the sea
For it tells the stories of those before him, full of mystery

A pain came into his heart and right through his chest
He felt it come harder and tried to get some rest
So he went into the dark shade and looked inside his small red bag
He didn't find anything left--other than his tear-wet rag

He endured the pain and stood strong amidst the raging sea
Walked for a mile and took a rest under the shade of a bent palm tree
A date fell in his hand and he admired its wrinkles
Before he knew it, it was night so soon and gazed at the stars' twinkles

An ancient voice disguised through the wind came near his ear
It told him to run off to the cave, and not to feel any fear
A black cave it was, and eerie it seemed but along he went and stayed
Right through he entered that darkened cave--no longer would he be afraid

Away went the Sun as a bird sang its last song
Rising is the moon, shining a light so strong
The waves of the sea danced as the tide rose to a high
The breezy air let out a deep cold sigh...

Never was he to be seen again, this mysterious man
But look into this dark cave, enter if you can
You're in for a surprise to know who it is...
Especially when you look at those eyes of his...