#goddessoftwilight

In light of the moon, a figure appears,

Dressed in a garb of of silk  and silver spheres,

Treading along the the sky’s shining tears,

Singing a song only children can hear. 

The voice so soothing so calm ,and sweet,

That does not require any kind of instrumental beat, 

As she calls to the lost children wandering on the street,

She is the Goddess of mercy whom they will come to meet. 

As the children come to her  with aura of grayish glow, 

She welcomes them as they pass in a long row,

Bowing  in thanks as they pass through and go,