Waxing, waning
Always changing
Glowing faintly
In the sky
Madness, werewolves
Folklore bounding
Faintly glowing
In the sky
Waxing, waning
Always changing
Glowing faintly
In the sky
People hiding
Wolves are howling
At the shining orb
Up high
Waxing, waning
Always changing
Glowing faintly
In the sky
Silhouetted
Against blackness
White orb
In an inky sky
Waxing, waning
Always changing
Glowing faintly
In the sky
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is certainly one of the better Lunar poems I've come across in quite awhile! Very nicely written!