And may, when Luna is high
and midnight is here, that Sol
(our glorious Sun in the Heavens)
rage a battle for the sky up there
and declare at dawn the new day!
Until then: let the crickets chirp,
the crow s croak about forestry,
the prey have a well rested night
and Luna’s dark blanket the Earth
to let the World rest just a bit now.
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