Goddess of the dark sky, companion of nocturnal ones who seek the cover of the night, friend to furtive lovers futile poets nightingales with marble eyes, pray keep me company tonight while I gather autumn air and quilts around me and watch the cirrus veils move past your bright face
give me comfort in your ever-changing constancy consolation in your endless-steady measuring of months and tides and blood and inspiration. You are my night light and my shield from ghosts my softener of edges, who lights the way but keeps my secrets shrouded, gentle mother coax my soul reflect my light when you find me hiding, huddled in this darkness once again.