The Tune Of Full Moon Faraway Poem by Peter S. Quinn

The tune of full moon faraway,
With universal harmonies around;
Are lost again in each new day,
Even though it echoes in its sound.
Flying through the open space,
Faraway stars - worlds unknown;
Gleaming lights into the haze,
We have never been alone.
Secrets reviling one by one,
Darkness comes again to light;
In past we knew only one sun,
Now we'll see the Milky Way wide.
Tunes of knowledge are enlightening,
How far shall we see then?
Can it be safe or frightening?
When we return to our senses again.
The tune of full moon faraway,
Is getting much closer now;
All knowledge becomes gray,
Sooner or later somehow.