A diamond of a morning wakes the speaker an hour too soon, and the first thing she notices is absence: the stars are gone, and only a faint white moon remains. She speaks to that moon as if it were a fellow spirit—pale, quiet, and alone in the early light. There is no self-pity here. Instead, she discovers a quiet consolation: loneliness is also a kind of freedom. If no one holds you, you can wander the whole world. The closing claim—"Only the lonely are free"—sounds less like resignation than a brave reframing of solitude. The mood is hushed and wistful, poised between sadness and release. Short, simple lines and the repeated address to the moon make the poem feel like an intimate secret whispered before the rest of the world wakes. The poem balances loss and independence, leaving the reader in the silver pause before daybreak.
Morning Song — Summary
A diamond of a morning Waked me an hour too soon; Dawn had taken in the stars And left the faint white moon.
O white moon, you are lonely, It is the same with me, But we have the world to roam over, Only the lonely are free.