ORB OF THE NIGHT

I heard you calling to me this cold early morn.
The tug of your pull upon my conscience kept me awake.
You alerted me to all your beauty hanging there in the night.
I opened my eyes and there you were brighter than bright.
 
The presence of your mighty orb spins ‘round my soul through and through.
There’s no escape nor do I want to escape.
I’m entranced by your silence.
It says nothing and I hear nothing.
 
But yet you rise each night and set each day to remind us we are worthy of your love and affection. Who knew you could love so deeply and completely? We depend on your love and you, our attraction. Even so we worship you as you complete your cycle.  
 
What continues to draw us to you?  
Is it the tides?  
Is it your light?  
It is all about your love that makes it right.  
 
We come to you in the night to join you on your wondrous flight. You cleanse us and you heal us. We set out our crystals for you to purify. The brightness of your light in the night shines above all else. Even though we can’t hug you, you hug us instead. Nothing else satisfies like your loving energy. It signifies life’s circuit of love. Even the oceans know when to obey your commands.