A Veiled Help in the Night

You guys are lucky-two posts in one night! Here’s something I wrote while waiting for a class to start. Still rough, but you’ll get the idea.

She shines so bravely in the night
Through a clear, ivory veil of light
Smiling down from her awesome height
But few see her power, her subtle might!

Her handmaidens move in a fiery dance
Showcasing her beauty and her romance
All men her worship, when they get the chance
Her rejection cuts them like a red-hot lance.

But few know the jobs she willingly performs
Without which men would be sadly forlorn.
Her elder brother, scorching Sun, the lady reforms
When his volcanic malice would make all deformed.

She bathes the world in her cooling embrace,
Shading the earth from Sun’s hot chase.
When her job is over, she finishes her race
But returns again soon, no matter the case.