The Moon's beauty is so tragic just like the love's essence in society it's slipping farther with every second . No one realises how this ethereal beauty is fading away into the abyss and still it's
the dream of every madman to grab its essence and pour it into a glass to get drunk on it. Throughout history the many tried to capture the moon's beauty in different forms. From Percy shelly to trying to pen the moon down or from Russel to trying to imitate a fraction of its beauty . But not one succeeded. There were many failed attempts but the madmen never stopped trying. And just like Mohamad darwish said "Maybe the moon's beautiful only because it's far" . Maybe this eternal longing for the moon is what is really beautiful about it and that eternal struggle teaches us that there is beauty in waiting for things that are worth it even if they won't ever be ours.
