The sky has two true loves

And sometimes they share

her arching sphere

With one expansive embrace

She can hold all within her heart

With still more love to give

The sun and the moon

Share the sky

During midnight sun falls

And early moonrises

As northern summer

Reaches beyond the horizon

The sky blankets the world

In her twilit nights

And the night

Grows melodious

With the creatures who worship

At the sky’s altar

All come seeking her grace

For the fields below

And the magpies chattering

Her gifts rule the seasons

And only her love

Brings humble earthly dreams

To their fruition

The sky has two true loves

But leaves enough

That we all come away restored:

Dancing like constellations

Beneath her beauty ~ Caroline A. Slee