The Moon Poem by Sina Farajzadeh

Mountains behind the hills are showing themselves off,
Their power and majesty is clear and rough,
The sunset is showing the mercy of the Lord
For all who are tired of the gloomy day and bored,
Sun sets, it's an invitation to her brother, the great moon,
King of the skies of all nights who is a boon!
His kingdom is land of sacredness!
Land that its hugs is full with glittering stars.
My King, in the shadows of secret, shows me how to be calm in silence.