Our lost hiker pines For what he lost with no thoughts For what he still has The moon's beauty is Lost to him as he mourns the Final loss of light By dawn it will be Over for him yet he wants What's already gone Come dawn his eyes will Forever have closed yet He still ignores the stars' light He has reason to Wish for the warmth of the sun Yet denies bird songs And thus is the way A lonely man turns away Your offers of love