Dim Night

-Dim night - Among cloven clouds stands the faint phoebe, The sole satellite of the earth seems lonely. Her silver light fails to paint the dark canvas, Upon the earth flickers the pale shadow, Dim gleam of domestic glow looks at dun, The moon is on her murky sight with stars. Here on the ground opaque sight visible, The owl in lone solitary stick among trees, hoots to pour her painful heart for mystic fear. The mice into rain-drenched hole at the sky, Look for a patch of light on their bushy house. With trembling heart the small bardie chirps, wan. With Lackadaisical heart for fear strange. The night with dim hazy light and broken sky, To silent heart hints the inevitable time.