Moon, stars and sun

The moon planted
In the sky
Seeps through the blackness
Of the night
The stars strewn
Over beds between the clouds
Console children
So wild and unbound
The sun revered
By mortals alike
Glides the skies
In a trajectory of a perfect arch
The myths full of nymphs,
Goblins and stories of sins
Trumpet truths
Forever to be mused