Homage to the MoonA Poem by NetokeliGentle face that rests upon the infinite sea Lonesome and at times cold. Radiating beauty through divine mystery, Come kind guardian of old. When you are not whole I will be your company. Stretch out your hand and hold. As I keep you warm from those cold winds that blow free You more precious than gold. But as leaves fall you must eventually leave me. So, I look and behold
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