Luna

She rivals each daring foe

Each boastful eye who  seeks

Attention that blunders with the sun

From the mountain's crimson peak

Upon the earth where she shines

Her mournful glow's delight

To guide the wary path of stars

Of creatures and men alike

Above the sea and hovered near

So seemingly upon Earth's cheek

The mountain tides rise and fall

And settle quiet and meek

Over fields and yonder land

Her queer moonlight would but dance

Against the sparkling of grass and trees

All of nature it would entrance

And unlike her boastful brother sun

A humble queen was she

Who appeared in silence and in the dead of night

To whisper dreams to accompany

And in the  darkness where none would be

If not for spite and malice

There she guides with heavenly light

From the tempting, poisoned chalice

And yet the evil as much a foe

To her elder brother sun

Was used against the lunar light

Opposed to everyone

So none would think the night secure

Amidst the hurl of ghosts

Of crime, of lust, and of fear

One of evil's greatest boast

Fear the dark for what is unknown

Thwarts its every corner

Worry that the touch of night

Is forever yours to wander

So the moon's raw perfection

Won't serve its caused delight

For what we think becomes of it

Is but the evil's sight

Fear the dark, fear its wallow

The taunt of evil's blow

But never fear the dead of night

A home for Her to show