The Lamp Of The Night Sky Poem by Wini Jose

Up above in the night sky,
When the foxes are all awake, wicked and sly.
There shimmers a silver light,
So cool and white, and so beautifully bright.
The moon looked at me with a smile,
And I smiled back in my style.
I asked him, 'how are you? '
Why are the stars so few?
He answered with a grin,
Oh I am fine, but the stars have gone for a drink.
He told me stories of all times and ages,
Of kings and queens and of magical birds in cages.
And I listened with all my might,
To his stories about men making flight.
So beautiful were his stories and talks,
He captured my heart and closed it with all kinds of locks.
I asked him why do you always change your face?
‘oh', he replied, ' that's the game of your earth and space'.
Like a white flower on a velvet bed,
Like a princess from fairy stories said.
He makes me so jealous with his beauty,
But he stays bright because that's his duty.
He says, ' go for sleep oh my dear child'.
But because of his beautiful stories I had gone wild.
He put me to sleep with his silvery finger,
And I went to sleep without any linger.
I slept tight for a long time,
Dreaming about marshy lands filled with slime.
So next day I woke up,
And drank tea from my pink cup.
To see that he had gone,
And his new friend was born.
With a more beautiful face,
Spreading light brimming with heavenly grace.