Sit awhile, stare into space.  Meanwhile, the night gazes upon him, solemnly swearing defeat as the dawn strikes (n)one.  Soon, the silvery sliver of a crescent ascertains; the incandescent marking shall be more impressionable than a mere radiance on the horizon.  Erstwhile, plunged was he frequently into rumination, for moonlight to the mind is beyond illumination.  All the while, establishing foundations for fascination of an affair, ferrous it is that light bulbs should powder polluted skies, or are man's self-deceptions nothing but lies?