Mysterious beauty

In the quiet of the night, when the moon shines bright,

I am mesmerized by its gentle light,

A mysterious beauty, a celestial sight,

It fills my soul with wonder and delight.

Through the ages, the moon has held its place,

A constant companion in the endless space,

Its cycles and phases, a rhythmic dance,

Guiding us through life's ever-changing expanse.

But beneath its serene and silver glow,

Lies a world of secrets we may never know,

The surface scarred by craters and cracks,

A silent witness to cosmic attacks.

Yet despite its scars, the moon remains,

A symbol of resilience and strength, it sustains,

Inspiring poets and dreamers alike,

With its ethereal beauty, a mesmerizing sight.

So as I gaze up at the moon above,

I am filled with a sense of peace and love,

For in its light, I find solace and calm,

Lunar lullabies, a soothing balm.