A Death And A Coronation

Over the west the Sun dies, oozing blood, The hillside glows in a ruddy blaze, Pink and crimson fade slowly around, And a pallid shade taints the twilight haze. By and by, darkness descends like boggy mist, Wrapping the Earth in a blanket of gloom And God turns on his ornate chandeliers To illumine the world in effulgent gleam Attended by a cortege of starry maids The Full Moon arrives in her glowing raiment Evading the amorous presence of clouds She enthrones herself before the royal regiment So glad she is in her princely state And in her fair mien, she takes delight Bards and lovers have often been mesmerized By such charm surpassing all that is bright Beaming, she gives the night its nocturnal glee Beckoning us heavenward to gaze and praise. With benign grace and regal grandeur she smiles On kings and clowns and on all the human race She changes her contours with every unleashing night Constantly renewing and reveling as a glamorous queen She leaves the world aglow beneath the blue sky Lending the night its unrivalled celestial sheen