To the Sun and the Moon,

The light escapes me.
Sunlight. Moonlight.
Which one comes first?

Why do we belong with the Day and not the Night?

Nocturnal owl,

Who’s to say we can’t live in your world?
Who’s to say we don’t quite fit in?

With those big glowing eyes, you can see hidden life.
You can see moments that light cannot capture.
You can see the beauty amongst the shadows and the darkness.

I wish I could see the beauty of both worlds like you do.