The Night sits softly in the early morning sky
Quietly, as if afraid to wake a lover
There is a sweet sadness to the scene as
Dusky Charcoal concedes the battle lost and
Slips ignominiously from the horizon, making way for
Cinereal Grey to feather out in tendrils of Hazy Smoke
With the possibility of Dazzling Azure to come.
It is the Eternal Dance, where Great Mistress Selene
Hunter, Stalker, Ravager of the Night
Gives way to Eos, Goddess of the Dawn
Eos will protect the Day
Keep it cloistered, keep it safe
Until Helios appears in the sky
Fresh and robust, ready for all to
Bask in his glorious rays and magnificence.
His reign will be but all too brief
As Selene comes with the gathering Dusk
Ready once more to challenge the Golden God for
Supremacy of the sky
Their clash will not be the quiet affair of Morn’ but a
Dazzling Display, a Cacophony of Color, a
Battle so Brilliant that a
Wise observer might be forgiven for
Thinking it all for show.
After all, they are family
After all, the same again will happen tomorrow.
(Were I you, I’d not tell them that
As siblings are notorious for turning from a
Family Feud upon the Outsider
When one such has the temerity to
Wonder if it is not all just a bit too
Much Ado about Nothing.)
For now, keep your mind’s eye not on the
Bloodbath of Twilight, but the
Gentle laying down of arms that comes with the Morn’
Day will take command
There will be no carnage
But, no hurry, either, and so
If we are very still, and pay attention
We can see
The Night sitting softly in the early morning sky.
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