Okay, this is as nerdy as it gets, but this is a poem I wrote for a fantasy world that I run with dungeons and dragons. There are four different moons that quarter the year, and between each is a dead gray moon. This song/hymn/poem reflects those cycles and their religious meaning.
The Azure Princess, Cloaked in white
Stands vigil over kingdom night
Her frozen tears take wind and wing
And guide the dawning of the spring
The Green Eyes Goddess slowly paws
Into the darkness sinks her claws
In prowl she seeks the hidden light
While cutting pinholes in the night
The Warrior with his golden shield
Rides brave across the midnights field
With lance of dawn held tight in fist
He races down the mornings list
A sanguine scar is carved on high
And bleeds across the broken sky
Like ripples in a crimson lake
It guides lost spirits in its wake
And after each the ivory woe
A ghost with gloom and death in toe
And while his eyes are last to show
He sees what others fear to know.
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