Oh, there are many.
When the moon is rising,
Filling the sky with her borrowed light,
Touching the earth with her kiss.
Constantly moving and changing in the sky above,
Yet she remains the same.
And the stars shatter through the darkness!
Piercing the emptiness that
Exists between here and there,
Making the darkness seem less haunting.
Oh, how these nightly wonders enchant me,
Erasing the troubles of my day.
Why waste this precious time sleeping
When outside a whole new world awaits?