Set aglow in shadows distant in sight,
Beams of silvery moonlight piercing through —
Gleaming in the distance – there, I found you.
Resting still in the indigo sky bright —
Gemstones of crystal within twilight dew —
Your milky streams grew periwinkle blue
Floating in the midst of the air in light.

In gradients, you rest against the earth;
Cometh from the lunar orb in the sky,
Celestial planks of molten moonbeams
Lay built over the firmamental girth.
Such beauty does not leave tender eyes dry;
Cosmic beams lend their light to earthly dreams.

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I do enjoy doing testament to the beauty of the moon.