Cold-hearted orb that rules the night

with pallid, luminescent light,

aloof from what transpires below

in pale reflections of that glow

indifferent to your subjects’ plight.

 

Your peaceful presence, wan and white,

an ever-present satellite,

traversing overhead so slow

cold-hearted orb.

 

Relentless in eternal flight

that passes in unheeded sight,

and daily tides will ebb and flow

while time will pass and seasons go;

you’ll still be there again tonight

cold-hearted orb.