[colour=#000080]Howbeit our dreams hath joy of Luna's guard,[/colour]

[colour=#000080]Perhaps there is a time when such delight is lost,[/colour]

[colour=#000080]For amid the night the mare shall rest her art,[/colour]

[colour=#000080](Some tell) to sing about what mattered most.[/colour]

[colour=#000080]With skies so dark and clouded,[/colour]

[colour=#000080]A cause of nighttime sorrow,[/colour]

[colour=#000080]Arrays of thoughts stay shrouded,[/colour]

[colour=#000080]Faith lost until tomorrow.[/colour]