From the Ancient Gods I stole a golden and silvery bow
And aimed for the pale lunarian orb with a lithium arrow
Hoping to fetch back from the sky even just a shred, a scintilla of twilight
Instead what I’ve pierced was Helios’s incandescent diadem
Glowing brightly in a tangerine-pink pulse, a crystalline gem
Its resplendence burning a hole through the darkness of my starless night.