Poetry

The Blue Moon

Today was a cloudy day
The weirdest of them all

I felt like going to the sea
As I was walking at the beach

A fierce light hit my back
One that was so pure
One of the most crystal clear

A light different from others
A light so unique

I thought it must have been that something
The one that showed me the way
It made me feel so cold inside
Frozen I shall say

And finally I looked at it
It took my breath away
Caught my black soul from its depths
It captivated me and my heart

I shut my eyes and said to my self
This shall be the blue moon

I took a deep breath
As I felt it's majesty
All of a sudden I felt a shiver going down my spine

And again I persuaded my self to open my eyes
So I opened my eyes once more
Once more I wanted to see this extraordinary phenomenon

I stood still all this time
As I decided to take a step closer to the ocean and sat down

I gazed at it for a few hours
I watched it till dawn

It had to be for about four hours
That I was there
That I was impressed

And I thought for a minute
That's the meaning of pure beauty

The end