Night Poem by Elina Spiridonova

Helios, chased and captured by the knights of the night,
their golden armours shattered into million pieces across the sky,
gazing with it light onto the Earth they stand,
as the time is held by their hand,

Waiting for the night to unleash it wings is their purpose,
as they steal the illumination from the sun eye,
banning the power of the almighty,
he shall wait till the planet turns it way,

Eos would make it appearance,
and Helios shall rise once more,
the night would end it life,
and the day shall be born.