Moon Tree by Jo Dearden

Sleep beneath the moon tree
and rest your weary head
with fallen leaves for blankets
and soft moss for your bed

Slip into silver slumber
and close those heavy eyes
Let dreams unfurl like branches
to whispered lullabies

It grows up on the clifftop
beside the shushing sea
You know the way
just listen…
It calls you silently

So sleep beneath the moon tree
and when your dreams are done
you'll find you slept so soundly
that 
you never
see 
​the sun

Poem ©2016 Jo Dearden
Image ©2016 Jion Sheibani