Luminous white light
glows under the dappled shade
a promise of spring
Dark Dark Sky
Jet-black ink in a raven sky,
Complete darkness as, I look up high.
Nothing to see, a total black void,
Until the darkness reveals the joy,
Of a million stars, shining on high,
Minute sparkles adorning the sky.
No orange glow from urban sprawl,
A vast black canopy; amazing to all.
The moon is low in the ebony air,
A glowing ball, with silver flare,
I see you rise above the pines;
A guiding lamp which beauty defines.
Moving across the sky with ease,
Clouds pass your orb upon the breeze.
I think of a time when the world was new,
Lighting the sky with your silver hue.