Nothing in the Night

We are a waning gibbous

By orbit darkness worn

Until a shadowed smudge

No further rounds to come
 

Smudge to smudge

Dusk to dusk

The last reflected sliver of the sun

Of lighted nights

And darkened days

Sun shined times

And glowered sights

Reflections launched

on eternal reverent  trails

Photon traces of a tale

Told unseen, untouched

Yet still a signature

Of everything we have done

To be hidden but forever present

By the dark ephemeral light