The Moon's Soul

The moon reflects the soul

I lay on the blissful grass gazing at the moon's hue.
The nature of the moon engraving into my soul.
As I imagine the phases of the moon is nature's you.
That the moon's phases reflects the refinement of the beautiful soul's role.

Author's Note

Just a jot and I know it is not a good structured poem, but it's what I wanted.