Staring at the moon,
It looks gloomy.
Tears in its eyes,
Guilt, surrounds it tonight.
It's not full tonight,
Just a quarter is seen.
Clouds hide,
The guilty being.
I look at the stars,
They don't shine like they used to.
The sky,
Represents my mood.
Guilt and tears,
For I know I sinned.
I can feel it,
Flowing within.
The clouds part,
I see the moon.
The guilt is gone,
The clouds helped it bloom.
The stars are bright,
And a smile blossom.
I can let go,
I found the way.
The withering flower
in me blossoms,
And as the moon now shines,
I shine too.
The clouds helped it,
And it helped me too.
The sin and the guilt pass,
I am free at last.
Aug 15, 2020
Aug 15, 2020 at 1:56 PM UTC
Staring at the moon,
It looks gloomy.
Tears in its eyes,
Guilt, surrounds it tonight.
It's not full tonight,
Just a quarter is seen.
Clouds hide,
The guilty being.
I look at the stars,
They don't shine like they used to.
The sky,
Represents my mood.
Guilt and tears,
For I know I sinned.
I can feel it,
Flowing within.
The clouds part,
I see the moon.
The guilt is gone,
The clouds helped it bloom.
The stars are bright,
And a smile blossom.
I can let go,
I found the way.
The withering flower
in me blossoms,
And as the moon now shines,
I shine too.
The clouds helped it,
And it helped me too.
The sin and the guilt pass,
I am free at last.