Weeping Light Poem by Dawn Novus

Who makes the pretty night weep?
To the sun..its light will keep
The sphere's each ring a tone unique
Harmonics in symphony star spangled
So diamond deep
Pretty the night she weeps.

Song of solemn hymn
Begins the deep shift within
Strums the binaural heart string
Gently it weeps and even softly stings..

Mandala of light..this pretty night
Telling mighty tales to seekers of truth
Of a love so huge, so diamond hued
Eternal its name manifested into
The symbol of eternal love
Binding one heart from two
It does glisten with a starry diamond glue
Makes one heart from two..

Who makes the pretty night weep?
Into her tears of beautiful sleek
Diamond toned forever seeps
Into the ink of nights pretty deep