Silver mirror of our Earth and Sun,
I rise to meet you tonight.
Across turquoise and sea-green clouds
and through a pale mist shining.

Occulting the dawn and inventing a new day,
a sunrise in the night,
Gently piercing the curtains of rain
The quiet observer, silver-white.

You are the glimmering widow
Spinning twilit cobwebs
along the meadows of perse dusk.

You rose from the ocean
Brine cascading down your face
And a sea-salt storm came to be.

You are that which defines the day
and you create the night,
embracing the Earth, and giving meaning to life.