Ever More

What good is a day without the night
What is the moon without the stars

Can the world turn on a dime
Can the clouds hang on a string

Why do we remember the falling star
Why do we love the day and fear the night

Will you be there, even when I change my mind at a drop of a dime
Will  you catch the falling stars and hold the night tight as the world hangs at the end of a string

Be here when the sun sets and rise again
Be here when grey skies smile down on us

I love and always will
You are my one and only ever more

In The Night

How dark is night
That it precludes the day
That’s its stars shine brighter
Then our sun could ever hope
In night anything is possible
There is no gleaming reality that
Forces it’s self into our minds
Shining a light onto our deepest hopes

The High Priestess

In the night she reigns
With the crest of the moon at her feet
The stars at her head
Divide of worlds she sits
Within her Knowledge lays secrets of
Mysteries yet untold that lay upon her tongue.
Wisdom of judgment
To the fool to be wise
Scrolls arcane she does sustain
Boaz  Jachin

Phantoms

In all of heavens light
The sight unseen
Phantoms of darkness float,
on heavens wings
Stars fall in frightful plight
Crying softly as they plunge
“Oh what heavens we offend,
For our sins we meant no harm.”
Unanswered still they plunge
To the abyss they do descend
In darkness kept for eons hence