The double sky we live below,
Is ruled in equal parts;
Two thrones, two kings, each sky aglow,
But which one rules our hearts?
Against the West the Sun does set,
The East begins day's dawn
The Sun is praised for all it's might and yet,
Is nothing but a pawn.
Look upon a midnight sky,
And suns in thousands see,
As with ours each one must die.
Their shine will cease to be.
Yet chief amoung each sun and star,
The Moon does claim it's place.
It's gentle light so near, yet far,
Ameliorates our embrace.
But when the Sun reclaims the sky,
Eclipses he all others.
The night abolished we see why,
He's a king amoung his brothers.
His brutish light destroys our dreams,
And calls us to our duty,
To toil untill each mind, it seems,
Longs for dark night's beauty.