Moon Poem by Praveen Kumar in Celestial Glow

In dark tapestry
From horizon to horizon
From the womb of night
Smiles bright Moon,
Or is it bright eye
Staring over the Earth
As it scans east to west
With benign look?

She is the jewel
Amidst uncertain stars
Lying around
With buttermilk gleam,
Coalesced like butter cream
In cool sunshine
In contrast to thick night
As hope for fallen soul.

It's cosmic eye,
It's cosmic soul,
It's cosmic hole
To celestial treasures,
To celestial truth
And calms disturbed mind
Like rhythms of a music
Or lovely smile of a child.

She's charming bride
Walking on in procession
To the tune of peaceful band
In glittering sparkles around
To groom's abode in west
And descend to his depths
To lull him to wild fancies
By her feminine charms.

The Moon is symbol of hope
In wild darkness around,
Accrescent and decrescent
In wild blanket of night,
And mild charm it spreads,
Moon brings hope to man
That nothing is totally lost,
Gradually all becomes right.