::The Moth's Story; When the Butterfly Fell in Love with the Moon::

She got so tired of the everyday 
and was so curious about the Night
When she gathered her strength and a beat of her wings - 
off onward she did take flight.

Curiosity turned real with reality twisted
and her wings began to change

A whole new world 
with a whole new view  
Brought new sight upon many of things.

She knew this was her - 
Her journey towards light
It had made all of the difference -
When she fell in love with Night

There was no longer home 
in the brightness of day
and no home-like comfort 
in the warmth of the sun’s ray

Her journey was never over - 
and what change did it bring
Soon the songs of the crickets 
had a beautiful ring

She glided at midnight 
with great ease like a queen
Seeing many shining objects 
and many dark things 

Winged details of yellow 
soon transformed into gold
Reflected moon’s light 
like the Sun’s long ago

What a beautiful creature 
the Moth came to be 
When she fell in love with the flame 
Night’s search seemed to bring

No longer a creature and burdened
With the bearer of the Day,
The Butterfly fell in Love with the Moon 
- And there She would Stay.