The Sun and The Moon
In the land of darkness and shadow,
In the place where nobody goes,
Lives the Queen of the Night,
Who lives in a world of gloom,
Where not even her crown shines bright.
Her skin is as pale as snow,
Just like her jewels,
And the coldness of her heart.
Her eyes are ice,
Her clothing gray,
Everything here is dull in a way.
Her crown is silver,
Along with her shoes,
And not even in the grass is there one drop of dew.
The Queen liked her home this way.
Expect for the stars,
Which shone with a brightness that outshined even Mars.
Yes, she knew that Mars didn’t shine,
And she was glad of it,
It calmed her mind.
It seemed everywhere she turned was a reminder of the past,
Her reflection so perfect, it almost shattered the glass.
What tugged at her heart, no one knew.
Expect for her only family,
So different from the Lady of the Moon.
The Queen of Day was a far kinder soul,
With enough care for everyone,
Even a young foal.
It could’ve been Lady Night,
And then things might be set right.
But both Queens were cold towards one another,
Never wanting to be anywhere near the other.
And that’s how it has been,
Whenever they get close,
They always move away.
For that was the life,
Of the stars,
It was the life that they had built.
So much more different than ours.