The lunar blossom

I am the flower of the moon
Who stands tall in the darkness
I am the light of shadows
Who wander perpetually

I rest in serene silence
The music of the night
The dusk showers fall
And I stay ablaze

As small as a mouse
With purpose larger than life
I sail ebony waters
Obsidian winds fill my sails

I am the boat of life
The beacon of hope
I am seemingly irrelevant
Only to blind who do not seek their truths

Through the day I stay
My light spears dusk like tusk
I am the flower of the moon
Who stands tall in darkness

poem by Logan Fulk
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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