The Gargoyle

The Gargoyle crouches,

The Gargoyle springs,

Bathing in silver

swimming in the moonlight.

The elegant sweep

of his stone wings

is a breathtaking

sight for those below.

But none are watching.

He is nearly alone, his

only companion the moon

above his stone head.

The moon, a silver lamp

in the sky; watching, watching.

All go by.

---Maysen