What had birthed your divinity,
The same divinity that illuminates even the darkest of paths?
I simply cannot put your brilliance into words,
Nor in any unit of measurement known to us.
Summer’s showers have passed
I feel that fresh sign of autumn
Blooming within me
The equinox had done its deed.
When I greeted the new day,
Feeling the rush of the wind,
I could not wait to dance
Why do I love the moon so?
Well, my friend, she eases the racing mind
And calms the adrenaline of the beating heart
Opening the way to great reflection in absolute serenity.
She engulfs us in her my...