One AMONG MANY

The night sky cradles the tired Moon, taking a nap.
Darkness blinks from the depths of the ocean’s lap,
At the zillion stars sprinkled like freckles of snow;
Imbuing the black visage with a flickering glow.
From the core of the Swift Tuttle, 
Descends a Quail – the radiant Asteria – 
Her svelte celestial feathers ablaze;
Falling upon Ortygia, unscathed and hidden;
Lolling silently, bonded to the bosom of desires,
Her fiery quills rousing Ortygian pleasures.
Blooming wishes awaken glistening cosmos,
Whistling and rambling across the Milky Way;
Then, leisurely rises the Moon, two sunsets later.
Amorously, it winks at the Lady of the Night;
Her petals – pious, downy, white and bright,
Kissed by Moon’s silver glory, she blossoms – 
The adoringly elusive coy Cereus.
As the Moon fades amidst the fair blue,
She wilts with a deep sigh; unbloomed
Night Queen awaits the mellow moonlit sky.

My poem Lady of the Night is published today in The Wise Owl Magazine. https://www.dailyversethewiseowl.art/ . Follow this link to the Wise Owl E-magazine.

 A Sky Full of Promises is a divine theme to ponder upon. It reminds me of a zillion stars scattered on the black canvas like snowflakes. Reminds me of Asteria (the Greek Goddess of Shooting Stars) – the starry dreams – transforming into a Quail fleeing the clutches of Zeus and falling to form the island, Ortygia. Her nightly presence fills the land with wishes, pleasures, love and nighttime blooms. 

It also reminds me of the Lady of the Night flower (Cereus or the Brahma Kamal), which blooms through August and September. Its white velvety petals entice the Moon to wink down at the blooms. It wilts at dawn, awaiting the moonlight to swathe her when the night sky wakes.