Can you not see the embers of the night?
The sun has faded to sunset's flight.
Yet moon has been born of the night.
Shinning bright; with help from sun's might.
Can but all caress the distant shore.
The ebbing tides shall show you more.
The moon so silent through the night.
Surrounded by fireflies of delight.
Oh bright set moon through embers bright. Please make room for stars tonight.