Slowly, as dusk unfolds the
Brilliance of the night sky
When the sun’s majestic glory
Gives way to the dominance
Of the seductive moon
The myriad of sparkling beauties
Lend grandeur to the back draft
Of the magical kingdom
Where their mistress sits enthroned
And for what seems like eternity
The moon lay content
In the worship of mortals below
Songs were sung and
Poems were laid as offering
To the queen of the night
As laughter can be seen
In the brilliance of her light
But the morning comes
Bringing with it the vengeance
Of the rising sun
And no matter how the stars
Nurtured the dying glory
Of their beloved moon
Fate must prevail and
Dominance must end
At the appointed time
In agony the night whispers
As dawn breaks’
“Hush, my mistress,
You shall rise again.”
Jemarie Ragudo
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-shall-rise-again/
