Blanketed in darkness,
Mesmerized by natures nightlights
Finding solace in the shadows of the moon.
     Embracing her beauty,
     Comforted by her tranquility
     Envious of her courage

I feel the tug of the connection,
     P u l l i n g... P u l l i n g...
Silently grasping
Constantly at war
               with the rise of the sun.
               with the conflicting thoughts of flight

Lost in the moon's beauty,
Thoughts and feels engulf me
          Seeking answers
          Seeing peace
Whispers of worries quietly spoken
Solitude reveals truths

Do you look up at the same sky
                  and see the same moon?
She shines brightly to remind you,
      where the light can be,
Guidance, serenity, silent comfort.
Promoting freedom and peace
          Reborn each night.

Lover of the moon,
     Mysterious and bright,
            Holder of secrets and wishes
                   Under its light,
                            we love,
                            we dance,
                            we forget,
                            we remember,
                            we meet.

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I never felt at Home—Below—-
And in the Handsome Skies
I shall not feel at Home—I know—
I don’t like Paradise—

Because it’s Sunday—all the time—
And Recess—never comes—
And Eden’ll be so lonesome
Bright Wednesday Afternoons—

If God could make a visit—
Or ever took a Nap—
So not to see us—but they say
Himself—a Telescope

Perennial beholds us—
Myself would run away
From Him—and Holy Ghost—and All—
But there’s the “Judgement Day”!

Set all things aside for one moment,
Clear your space and empty your mind,
Free your thought of the debris of memories,
Set all things aside

And breathe in deeply the peace and the silence,
The sound of calm water drifts on the air,
Unshackle the chains of the day that restrain you
- Rest awhile and repair.

the meaning of beauty are
bones without skin