Oh Moon Poem by Manikyo Hay

By Manii

The moon, a glowing orb, a beacon in the night.
A symbol of wonder, a source of delight.
Her silvery light, a gentle caress on our skin.
A reminder of magic, a world beyond our kin.
She waxes and wanes, a constant in our lives.
A reflection of our own cycles, our own ebbs and tides.
Her beauty is a balm, a solace in our darkest hours.
A reminder of the mystery, the awe that devours.
Oh, moon, you are a siren, a call to the unknown.
A whisper in our ears, a reminder to roam.
To dream, to imagine, to reach for the sky.
To tap into the wonder, that lies deep within our sigh.