In the velvet sky, an ethereal sight,
A silver orb, casting its gentle light.
The moon, a celestial guide up high,
Guiding wanderers beneath its watchful eye.
With lunar beams, it paints the night's face,
A tranquil glow, a beacon of grace.
A crescent smile, a dreamer's delight,
Illuminating darkness with its soft light.
A mystical dancer, silent and true,
Serenading stars with a silver hue.
Across the heavens it begins to roam,
Whispering secrets to the dreaming dome.
Oh, moon, how you captivate our hearts,
As your luminescence gently imparts.
Through vast expanses of the cosmic sea,
You weave your magic, setting spirits free.
You witness stories both old and new,
Reflecting tales of love, both false and true.
From lovers yearning for an embrace,
To ancient legends and their timeless grace.
Oh moon, in your cycles, waxing and waning,
A constant reminder, forever sustaining.
You teach us patience, resilience, and trust,
As you adorn the canvas of night with your lust.
So let us marvel, at your celestial form,
A blessed presence, in a world that can't be torn.
For in your embrace, we'll forever swoon,
Enchanted by your celestial boon.
Oh moon, may you continue to inspire,
Guiding souls to dream, to reach higher.
In your gentle glow, may we forever find,
A solace for the heart and peace of mind.
©hopelesslyyinlovee
