Eyes bright as silver stars
shine out of her moon-pale face.
An untouchable beauty so close and yet so far.
Dressed all in darkness and clouds of black lace.
Long-flowing hair, dark as the midnight sky.
Peace surrounds her like the cloaked stillness of night.
Quiet and darkness in her aspect lie.
Her intellect is deep, out of darkness shines her light.
Up she floats to become one with the moon
to be the beautiful moon within our sight.
Slowly she goes off to sleep the morning comes too soon.
This, my friends, is the majestic goddess of the night.