No such colour

Now black, now bright, now in shadow

Changing her face to suit the time

She displays herself in the sky’s window

She haunts our dream life like a floating mime.

I have seen her stippled beauty laid bare

I does not appear at night, but she

Darts into cloud cover like a hare

And rides through the heavens wantonly.

Ethereal, she always come back

Sometimes veiled to cover her innocence.

Now in shadow, now bright, now black

She cannot outdo me in brilliance

For she is merely a reflection of my light

And there is no such colour as white.