Written by Moonlight

An aria in the sky awaits 
For the meteor shower,
But bold is the moonlight 
Casting a pinkish hue,
Silhouetting the bovine shapes 
In the field
Into obscurity reminiscent of 
A biblical scene;
The outline  of the moors 
Defining a perfect backdrop;
So still the night, 
The slightest movement heard;
Chaotic the skies above,
Yet we fail to see
Our frailty exposed 
To the wonders of the heavens;
Oh to rest awhile in quiet communion there
With the faintest of stars,
Trace satellites in orbit
Blink planets into view;
Looking up and beyond
To things we do not understand;
Trance ourselves away
Hold the moon in our hand
Bathe in the softness of its light.