The Night Queen

Lo! How gracefully; She descends on us, When midnight is born, From her starry throne, Softer than snowflakes, Lighter than liquid notes, Sweeter than dewdrops, Mind-soothing and Mind-refreshing, Bewitching force, Rather, I would say, A fairy enchantress, The wretched and the vile, The strong and the fierce, All under her mystic influence, When restless is my brain, She eases my pain and strain, Like a spell-bound lover, We are all enslaved By her bewitching chain, The mind is eclipsed, Senses for a while hide, And the sense of nonentity Surfaces with her stride, This is our sleep—sweet sleep, The holy gift, most prized and Most sweet as the queen of night, When fly away my thoughts, alights, Cheering the trying heart with respite, Oh, sleep- -sweet sleep, Stay with me till the morn arrives, For my weary brain needs you every night………