Set the Night Singing #2.39
Twilight slips onto the stage.
The play hall hushing, players rushing,
one conductor turns a page.
a planet lights.
Sphere music ringing,
Venus - singing -
leads the promenade of flights.
His arms stretched wide, the great sun falls.
The blackness blushing, silver flushing,
stars, by thousands, deck the halls.
Night winds skate
in wild dance,
sharp teeth shine, night walkers prance.
'Till in the East, the deepness bends
sly hunters slinking, star eyes winking -
fresh, the sun, king-cloaked, ascends.