The vision is quite clear with the moon so bright,
Its beauty everlasting, its power filled with light.
I watch over those that sleep through the night,
As I kneel on the edge of midnight.
The lands are vast, but I have the gift,
I see through the moons glimmering rift.
I am the savior of the night, a shimmering light
I am a winged fairy, and evil I shall fight.
Kneeling on the edge of Midnight, waiting.
Kneeling on the edge of Midnight, debating.
I protect those that dream in the night,
I catch those that fall from the light.
I have always been, and I will always be,
And all that I do, you will never see.
Just know that I am there to make things right
Kneeling on the edge of your midnight.
REB (FEB2012) based on picture by Nina Lipkin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem