The sun calms himself by setting,
As the sister arises.
Brightness slips away into the enigmatic encryption of the dark,
None can comprehend her beauty, her depth, her essence:
For she is the moon.
She rules by wishing, washing, the waves away.
Forever dancing, entranced by the allure of the luminous orb,
That pulls and tugs and holds tight as a comforting mother to us,
Her realm of encompassing shadow,
Oh sweet night, how we adore you.
Malevolent and menacing machinations of malcontent marauders.
And yet,
The sweetness of the lovers in bliss beneath you,
The palpable peace of the dreamers,
Forever balances with such sweet harmony.