The moon rests on the stream
Soothed by the calm waters
Rising up and rising down
Picked by the tickling dimes
'Look at her,
She stands firm without'
The night remains still
Not a single soul in sight
The stars twinkling chant
A Melody of serene calmness
'Higher and higher she goes,
She grows taller each day's
Even the crickets are asleep
Careful not to disrupt the air
Gentle, peaceful soft air
A rarerity that calls to be cherished
'Come, let us marvel at her,
Come see true beauty here'
Dawn will a long while come
The blue moon will hide itself
The stars will disappear
And longing we shall remain
'But in our memories she lies, still,
Engraved as a single, lonely silhouette'
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They will call you beautiful
When you find your soul
When you connect to your being
And realize your worth
