silvery orb who rules the night sky,
heavenly sphere, are you lonely as I?
aware of your beauty, aware that you know it,
your vision transcends the words of a poet,
your brightness delights the human eye,
your form, close, but so very high,
my hand longs to reach and touch you,
to kiss night sky, to draw you nigh
but lo, thine essence in lonelier than i,
you shun all contact in your night sky,
though you shine the light of the sun,
you speak of emptiness, you say, 'i have none'.
Is this your secret, your magic, your grace,
that though you rule, you know not your place,
as a shy fawn with innocent charm,
your coyness delights, it makes hearts warm.