The Moon Speaks

Response to a picture

The Moon Speaks

 

It speaks! We contemplate:
Does the moon enthrall us or are we enthralled by its ethereal glow? 
The carved craters create scenes of scarred shadows subdued. 
Does the moon sit to remind us of our flawed baseless beauty or
Does the moon stand to give us perspective of our flawed face? 

 

Its shape: plain and round, so satisfyingly complete in its crescent

Its light: permeates through a darkness that ignites the bluish blackness
Its effect: rejuvenates and replenishes lost hopes and broken dreams
Its being: righteous and persistent, revolving and redeeming perfection 

Is it a reflection of the sun or is it the sun's protection? 
Maybe it is just a projection. 
Is its glow a show for those who gaze upon the star maze?
Maybe it is just to amaze. 
Its cycle, its motion, mirror or reflection? 
Is what we see a figment of imagination? 
Maybe is a spell for those who crave for craze. 

It chooses how much of its exquisiteness it wants to disclose
For it is forever full in a form of flawless figure, 
For it is revealing in revolving round configure;

But it's character and personality is angelic and archaic,
Thus beneath where we stand, below on this land
We stop and stare, we wait and watch,
We awe at its weight of welcoming wise wonder.

The faithful freedom which flies in its flare, 

Isn't just there, it's so much more than an intriguing icon,

It never sleeps, never at night nor the in the day, 

It stays in the blissful sky, and stains itself as a stunning symbol.

 

Then here we bow our heavy heads, 
Full of heightened haunt and harmful hatred,

We lift them again and lower our eyes in shame
After peaceful moments of praise and prayer....

We pass into a mass of abyss, an oblivious miss, 
Drifting mysteriously in to the night shade shelters - 
And the moon, the calming crescent, cuddles us, 

And swings and sways us to soundly sleep through...

The moon holds the satellite staff, it waves its own magical wand. 
It survives and lives in the orbit but forms an extra ordinary bond.
Miles away in the solar system is its home, it broadcasts messages. 

It transmits signals to remit feelings but disseminates deep presages
Surveying from the skies among the shining stars - 
It supervises the people on Earth, and, 

It resides to reign the wanders giving them a re-birth. 

Reviews

[Saddam]

Amazing with an image.
Absolutely I fount it.
A wise use of words.

[-Scribe in Style-]

Thank you poet

[Nila M.]

Great use of language and words and a very interesting series of thoughts. I love staring at the moon and I find it totally mesmerizing so I especially appreciate this subject matter! Thanks :)

[-Scribe in Style-]

Thanks so much for stopping by.. And yes, the moon has the mesmerizing effect!
Much appreciated mate!
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