Watch the moon in all her splendour
silver beams light up the sky
so peaceful and serene to sit and watch
mystic energy in vast supply
Spiritual visions call from within
as you stare with unabashed pride
faces appear before you like magic
a sight which cannot be denied
Luminating light shivers inside
changing colours along with her mood
radiance beaming everywhere you look
her celestial body totally nude
Deafening silence this majestic night
as her energy threatens to enclose
she will wrap her arms in a tight embrace
safe in the light from which she glows
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The mind is like a translucent mirror where you see the havenly bodies reflected in your depth and the deepest corner of your soul projected onto the heavens. Very nice put in your poem.