The moon is something magical indeed.
It shines light on us in the dead of night.
It is unlike the sun— which will blind us
if we stare right at it with our naked eyes.
The moon is not harsh that way.
The moon gently showers us with
its delicate and enchanting glow.
And what if we stare right at it?
We are transfixed by its majesty.
Maybe the monsters that come out
when it's dark feel the same way.
YOU ARE READING
creation.
PoetryThis collection of poems is my way of appreciating the world around us, and attempting to put the sheer beauty and wonder of Mother Nature into words. (cover pic or other pics not mine obvi.)
