Moons are round, big, white things
Shining dimly and mysteriously in a blanket of night dark-blue
As if they're a still lighthouse light, guiding those lost in the darkness.

The Earth's Moon is beautiful, tranquil and quiet,
Letting humans walk upon her drastic dry face
And circling Earth in a sweet orbit, enchanted and deep in dance.

Soft and muted,
sometimes gently bright and alluring,
bringing peaceful ones who gaze at the night spectacle a natural lamp,
so that they may scope the universe with a light at their side.