Good day

The pulse of her wings
They beat
They soar

She trickles through the stones
She hums
She races

He floats on the breeze
He glides
He waits

Good night

He hides behind the mountain
He sets
He leaves

She rises higher and higher
She glows
She shines

They appear suddenly
They dance
They play

No one is out tonight
only the starlight

The moon watches over the earth
While the sun rests
in a deep sleep
waiting for his time to rise
So he can beam
So he can warm

A suttle breeze brings the morning
She fades
She goes

They dim
no more dances
no more play time

They rest
They nap

Until the Sun is tired once again

They will soon be bright again

Until then,
Good day