"Good morning Moon
Your up late"
"Indeed I am
I must satiate

This thirst i have
Of things to see
Blanketed in darkness
Avoiding me

The light blue sky
And green land below
Are dark blue and black
As far as I know"

"Then how have you heard
These things to be true"
"Whispering winds my boy
Whispers from you

And the sun as well
Bragged of its color
not monotone bland:
each day getting duller

But then I said
with an uplifting tone
The darkness is brilliant
subltly not overblown

And he wanted to view
The cause of my fuss
With the help of the winds
We began to discuss"

So the sun and moon switched
Under their own decree
And then for the first time
Everyone could see