The Stars are out to regale the lovely moon

And Nightingales sing praise to the quiet night.

Argent sheen fills the azure like cocoon

Its invoking radiance gleaming bright

 

This is sweet invocation to the night

When dreams and hope make their silent winged-flight

And disquiet is muted by soulful sleep

And all the restful joy is there to keep

 

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