She rose from her bed, Cobwebs in her head, And studied the light in her room. Through windows it played Pale fingers that splayed Dispelling the darkness and gloom. Like a fairy it called And she followed, enthralled Ensnared by its enticing tune She peered through her blinds Astonished to find Bright stars and the face of two moons. Two moons glowing pale As if hung on a scale Yet tied to the earth like balloons Both fighting… Read More