Up above in the night sky, <br />When the foxes are all awake, wicked and sly. <br />There shimmers a silver light, <br />So cool and white, and so beautifully bright. <br />The moon looked at me with a smile, <br />And I smiled back in my style. <br />I asked him, 'how are you? ' <br />Why are the stars so few? <br />He answered with a grin, <br />Oh I am fine, but the stars have gone for a drink. <br />He told me stories of all times and ages, <br />Of kings and queens and of magical birds in cages. <br />And I listened with all my might, <br />To his stories about men making flight. <br />So beautiful were his stories and talks, <br />He captured my heart and closed it with all kinds of locks. <br />I asked him why do you always change your face? <br />‘oh', he replied, ' that's the game of your earth and space'. <br />Like a white flower on a velvet bed, <br />Like a princess from fairy stories said. <br />He makes me so jealous with his beauty, <br />But he stays bright because that's his duty. <br />He says, ' go for sleep oh my dear child'. <br />But because of his beautiful stories I had gone wild. <br /> He put me to sleep with his silvery finger, <br />And I went to sleep without any linger. <br />I slept tight for a long time, <br />Dreaming about marshy lands filled with slime. <br />So next day I woke up, <br />And drank tea from my pink cup. <br />To see that he had gone, <br />And his new friend was born. <br />With a more beautiful face, <br />Spreading light brimming with heavenly grace.<br /><br />Wini Jose<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lamp-of-the-night-sky/
