The Moon Poem by Sina Farajzadeh

Mountains behind the hills are showing themselves off;
Their power and majesty is clear, and they look rough.
The sunset is showing the mercy of the eternal Lord
For all who are tired of the gloomy day and are bored,
Sun sets. It is an invitation to her brother, the great moon,
King of the skies of all nights of darkness who is a boon!
His kingdom is the land of sacredness; his brother, Mars.
Surrounded and hugged with copious glittering stars.
My great King, in the shadows of secret and silence,
You teach my restless heart to find its peace in silence.
In stillness I can hear your wisdom, soft and deep,
A promise that you will watche over me while I sleep.