a distant sun

I thought it was a distant sun, twinkling 
low in the blank night sky
hidden by my own dim sight, blinded 
a mountain before me lie
and houses, too,  half way up its side
but seldom now am I thus deceived
 as I gaze out on each day's eve
it is not stars that I perceive
but  instead reminded am I of my folly
and one truer celestial body eternal 
before the midnight eye