The New Moon.
The rising new Moon,
gifts us her celestial Light.
A single Candle,
lit by God,
to soften the black cloak of Night.
The owl silver tipped in Flight,
a rabbit dances out of Sight.
The lunar wolf howls a haunting Wail,
the silver ship raises, a silver Sail.
A whale breaks the Surface,
of the moonlit Sea.
To worship this new Deity.
A child at the Window,
Watches the Rise,
and recounts the lords Prayer,
with silver Eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poetry. Delightful