This one is for you
The fulls moons vibrant rays bounce of the waves of the ocean. Distorting her picture as the tumbling waves drift to the shore. Through all the sloshing about, the mooon keeps shinning, for she knows that while the waves try and destroy her image it is her that controls the waves.
Her beauty is something else. Almost unattainable. MAny try to emulate, but most just barley imitate. Worshipped by millions in her time, people have always wished to bask in her milky radiance. The sun is so open and dominant, yet the moon is dark, mysterious and passive. No one really understands her. Logic can not begin to comprehend her powers over all of us. Why do we cry when she cries? Why are your spirits lifted as she obtains her ultimate sphere? Why are we inticed to sit out and watch her in all her glory. How can we deny that she is a goddess? We watch and chart her every move, as she reigns our celstial heveans.
Ancient moon, Magical sphere, sacred godess. I draw your everlasting lifeforce into my soul. Let your radiance shine through me. Let my powers intertwine with yours. I invoke your intense being into me.
Her beauty is something else. Almost unattainable. MAny try to emulate, but most just barley imitate. Worshipped by millions in her time, people have always wished to bask in her milky radiance. The sun is so open and dominant, yet the moon is dark, mysterious and passive. No one really understands her. Logic can not begin to comprehend her powers over all of us. Why do we cry when she cries? Why are your spirits lifted as she obtains her ultimate sphere? Why are we inticed to sit out and watch her in all her glory. How can we deny that she is a goddess? We watch and chart her every move, as she reigns our celstial heveans.
Ancient moon, Magical sphere, sacred godess. I draw your everlasting lifeforce into my soul. Let your radiance shine through me. Let my powers intertwine with yours. I invoke your intense being into me.