the palest of beams
lighting the night-dark garden
of moon bathed blossoms.
a 42 degree halo worthy of an Angel
encircles the moon
unfailing as long as the Sun is
committed to powering the universe
Luna will light the night sky
her cyclic rhythm drawing
restless tides to and fro
maddening man at her fullness
caressing the earth with subtle power
as she has- does- always will do
unless time stops or the sun burns out
then humanity stops breathing.
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love,
Eaton
This is a good piece... Well done!
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