Guardian from above

[Heartafire]

A silver
stream flows down
between the works of man and natures art
like a guardian of the night sky
she shines her light
upon us,
Always watching
Always guiding

Peace, serenity all stream down
from our guardian up above.
Her friends from high, provide beauty
down below from a dark canvas of eternity,
Always watching
Always guiding

Although we may not see her
Although she may not show.
Her light still shines to guide us
When darkness seems
to grow.

This is a pretty poem. I enjoyed reading it. Unfortunately it didn't show me anything that I haven't seen so many times before. My only suggestion would be to add life to this, another layer to lend a bit of excitement, to hold the attention of the reader. A little input to be binned at will.
My best,
Heart