Oh moon I would bow down
Or straight I would prostrate at your feet
If you could make me a poet
All day long I would
Sing your song praising you
But I see not you are a king maker
Neither do I see you possess the power
Needed to dethrone me, so I fear not
When you are too harsh on me.
A lovely ode to d moon, very entertainin to read. Yeah u dont need to bow to it. Pls do review my fastin poem.
Beautiful expression of the affinity between moon and the poet. Nice poem. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes the moon poses no threat