The Stars Perspective Poem by Aly D'Sa

Glorious moon shadows the world in her light,
While the evening gets darker, and turns into night.
Worship the shallow sound of quiet,
For soon the stars will come out and their presence is song.

Forget all the troubles of busy loud days,
Put those things behind, and dream a new phase,
Of moon drops so silky they drip from the heavens,
And place all your troubles away without problem.

Beams of slim dawn are getting closer,
Seeping their way through the mass of dark sky.
The rays of the new day are pulling me closer,
Into the hole of things waiting for night.