Moon of Sun

The shine of night and open eclipse,
Are sure to please eager young souls,
And minds most curious;
Can it be seen that of majestic glow?
If only a student of future were found,
Of my misery and secrets,
That which can never be found,
I am waiting for that lover of hidden,
And boxed things long over due,
In time I will surrender,
To those who would seek.