Mark Scrivener

Poetry Poems Original Verse

Saturday, May 21, 2011

TO THE EYE OF NIGHT

TO THE EYE OF NIGHT

While watching you rise,
white disc in a dark sky,
I wondered at my solemn mood,
timeless moon.

Quietly, quietly you will climb
height of night to spread your shine-
ever cyclic one,
only sky-world lighting earth,
other than the day-bright sun.

Why do you appear as if
spying on the life beneath?

What are you now sighting from afar,
gliding over silent cities,
flying over silver fields,
prying through the mountain's mask
high on violet, huddled hills,
lighting wave-white sparkle,
spying through the silent forest,
riding over quiet plains,
enshrining all in wide, white light,
oh, ever changing eye of night?

Is it to shine upon,
now glare of daylight guise has gone,
a deep-disguised, a finer earth?

Is it to find
an arcane, unsuspected wanderer,
wise behind each wakeful mind?

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