Moon
When Darkness befalls
Upon the land of men
The benevolent moon
Rises from her sleep
Guiding the lost
Souls through
The mist of unknown,
With full faith of
Hope rested upon
her Shoulder
Her white luminous
Ray of hope
Shinning the abyssal
Darkness,
Her aura transcending
Beyond serenity,
Children's watching her
With admiration and adoration
Burning in their heart
The night that brings
The moon
Ignites dreams
For those who believes,
The moon, oh so
Gentle she is
For she brings
Coolness to the souls.