On any clear evening as the moon shines bright,
Cast your glance skyward toward this Luna light,
Whether waxing or waning crescent or disc,
For the radiant moon never fails to show
Her heavenly glow,
Consider for a moment an event long past,
And of a child's fable tale which came to pass,
Of the man in the moon...Neil Armstrong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great start with an astrological poem. Thanks