Sleepy

And so brother moon sang his lullaby, a distant and cold portrait giving life and shine to wet grounds bathed in mother sky's tears.

Suspended and placed so, to shield dreams of the slumbering from the nightmares that awaited them in the morning.

Sister sun will rise with them, her rays a barrier to the dark parts of the existing cruel world, human has made for itself.

A smiles corners, reaching to hold hands with dimple harbouring cheeks.

Mother sky will move about with a divine serenity and colours not yet depicted in rainbows.

A cosmic entity in disguise(skies).

And father Atlas will keep them all balanced, braced for the mightiest of challenges, challenging adversaries back with the resilience of a universe.

Shouldering so many slumbering dreamers he whispers goodnight...determined not to wake them.