LULL

Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless Among the stars that have a different birth, And ever changing, like a joyless eye That finds no object worth its constancy? ‘To the Moon’ by Percy Bysshe Shelley Each month the moon goes dark for a few days before the cycle begins again. These days the moon is resting, and this is a shot from one of the "weekends". When no one sees the moon, he shows his true fatigue and hard work.