The cratered face of the Moon shines down
Becoming a lantern to guide midnight Stragglers
A shining beacon when the Darkness comes
Aiding to those who cannot penetrate the Black

The quilted land of the famrer's field
Haloed in the angelic white of Diana
Its Ocean's onyx sheen contrasting brilliantly
Against the River's cascading silver fall

Numberless are the brighlty flaming Stars
Adorn our domed ceiling like blinking eyes
The Black vast in nature and endless by Fate
Allowing Thought to revolve in Eternity