An experience of beauty in a want less heart Reflection of the moon in the depth of a lake The wind doesn’t blow the Surface un-rippled On the shore of a lake on a moonlit night Vision was clear and the moon was bright
The moon's phases mirror the rhythms of my soul, A journey of growth, where dreams find their role. Under its watchful gaze, I'm never alone, For the moon's radiant love, like a warm embrace, is shown.