Wednesday, January 15, 2014

The Moon

On this night of a full moon when it was shining so brightly, I looked up into the sky and saw a white orb, the moon, glowing with a radiance like no other.

The Moon

Shining down on us so bright,
The moon so fierce,
During the night,
Illuminating the darkest ages.

Many mysteries within,
That no one knows,
We will keep wondering,
But the moon will never tell us.

Gives light in the night when no one can see,
Disappearing by day,
As if melting away,
To wait out the sunlit hours.

Standing boldly in the sky for all to see,
To see its light guide the way,
It will take us where we need to go,
Or just let us observe its mysterious presence.

1 comment:

  1. The moon truly is mysterious in so many ways and I love how your poem captured that feeling.