The night had come over the place,
and the stars and the moon looks as if they chase.

The stars were twinkling,
but the moon was still shaping.

I waited and waited,
and finally I saw the moon drafted.

The blue sky was slowly on it's verge,
and the day and the night both merge.

The constellation had gone,
but the moon with its half smile was still on.

The day has risen,
I wonder,to us, what God has given.
more of odd and even.