Moon

the bright sun descends,

in her place, a silver orb

lights a sky of stars

 and leads us to sleep

the haralder of sweet dreams

a slivered crescent

a poetic sphere

silent keeper of secrets

swear not by the moon

the inconstant moon

a soft glowing white lantern

in an inky sky

that softens to blue

to bid the moonlight farewell

and leaves the bright dew

the quiet calls of the night

the bright fireflies

her night shift complete

the sleepy moon retires,  

to rest till twilight