The silence of the night,
Frightens some.
But the night wraps it's beautiful blankets around me,
And provides comfort.
The stars twinkle in this blanket,
Forming patterns and signs.
And the most beautiful of all,
Is the moon.
The moon shines brighter than all,
Even on cloudy nights.
When everything is a blur, the moon illuminates our path.
The pain the moon has suffered shows through its scars,
But that just magnifies it's beauty.
No matter how many hits it takes,
It stays shining.
-z
