Moon's Fate

Mother rhythm borne, sunlit
Torch, diurnal round bound,
Recurrent becomes her resurrection

As elusive her Time, obedient
To which orbit all Nature's
Marvels bar her way to for Ever

Unlike mood moulded man's
Soaring soul, heaven attained,
Reveals higher.

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