Light in the night, night in the womb of day,
As two in beauty chance romance in sacred dance
Among the stars Dyēus happily flung far to sing,
To bring pleasure in eternal Spring even among
Four seasons to adore; so Mah and Mitra in awe
Of one another, wild and happy with loud guffaw!
Swirling, twirling round the world and bound
Yet different; exotic passion, heavenly fashion,
With nothing but compassion on the world below,
And what a show as everyone knows, with blow
Of wind and bend of trees, budding flower-beauty
In gleeful duty to all that is right in sight
Of celestial angels graceful in grateful flight
Through day and night; play of Mitra and Mah
Like sister-lovers who hover under heavenly cover.
They are the dancing twins, who spin earth, moon,
And sun ere since by Dyēus the world begun…
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Note: images of Mah and Mitra from http://www.iranpoliticsclub.net
noblethemes 
Your words, of course, are as wonderful as always, but until now I’ve neglected to mention your canny choices when it comes to the images that accompany them. I’m hopelessly enamoured of the feminine, and these convey that and its many aspects and forms.
I’m also hopelessly enamored by the feminine (far more than the masculine, although there are appealing forms.) For this particular work, the two images are, of course, of Mitra and Mah (respectively); of the sun and moon, day and night. As always, thank you so much for your gracious words, Tony!
Great Job. Regards Lucas
Thank you again, and all the best to you!
Thank You And Take Care
Great piece
Sheldon
Thank you, Sheldon!
No thank you