Oh, gentle moon, how you light up the sky,
A silver orb, so distant and high.
Your radiance shines, so calm and serene,
A beacon of hope, in a world so mean.
You wax and wane, in a rhythmic dance,
A symbol of life, of fate and chance.
In your crescent form, you seem to smile,
A heavenly wonder, so rare and worthwhile.
Your glow illuminates, the darkest of nights,
A companion to all, in your graceful flights.
You inspire poets, with your ethereal beauty,
A muse for dreamers, seeking their destiny.
In your fullness, you awe and amaze,
A sight so majestic, it leaves us in a daze.
You pull the tides, with your magical power,
A force of nature, that we all honor.
Oh, gentle moon, how you capture our hearts,
A celestial wonder, that never departs.
May your light forever shine, in the depths of space,
A symbol of hope, for the human race.
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