Who Bears Your Infancy?

What silk conducts the frail nocturnal moth? What hand commands its drunken fabric flight? Whose guiding threads are weaved within its cloth? --the same maternal moon that knits the night? Can such a lantern lead it to neglect the sov'reignty endowed within its wings? Can such resplendent light induce defect? Does radiance incite its ragged rings? If so, what poor parental sense does she, the nightly wife of dawning's eye, display. What mother lets her children toddle free when faulty fathers seek to singe their way? Why must the moth revere the mother's name, yet turn to ash before a father's flame?