In the velvet sky so high, a beacon of gentle grace,
The moon, a distant silver pearl, in its tranquil, sacred space.
I gaze upon its tranquil glow, from a world so far away,
Admiring its celestial dance, as it waltzes through the Milky Way.

Oh, moon, you shimmer in the night, with secrets yet untold,
A guardian of countless dreams, a mystic story to unfold.
From afar, I send my wishes, like whispers on the breeze,
Hoping they'll find their way to you, carried by cosmic seas.

You wax and wane, in phases clear, a celestial lullaby,
Guiding sailors through the dark, as the constellations sigh.
Though you're distant, cold, and silent, your beauty is profound,
A silent muse for poets, in your silvery gown.

From afar, I contemplate your mysteries, a world beyond my reach,
A place where ancient tales are woven, in lessons that you teach.
I'll admire you from a distance, in the stillness of the night,
Knowing that your radiant glow will forever be my guiding light.

So, moon, keep shining brightly, in the vast, celestial sea,
For though I'm far from where you are, your beauty comforts me.
In the quiet of the midnight hour, under your gentle star,
I'll continue to admire you, from this world, both near and far.