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The poem is an appreciation of the natural beauty of the moon. |
FULL MOON : THE GLOBE OF THE NIGHT Sighted at the center of the earth, with it rays shinning through out the earth. Mere looking at it, it seems near but far. The round bulb that made the first man to walk in it famous so it has always been and will continue to be. That natural light that no one,even the smallest creature would not pay a bill for making use of it.The bulb of the earth that shines very bright at night. The irreplaceable natural florescent, words aren't enough to explain the qualities you possess and how beautiful you are. You are just that big round thing that stays up there making were there seems to be none in the dark. The bulb in the sky, the product of the almighty God, the king of the night the ruler that encourages the crickets to express their feelings and sing the more at night, the beauty of the sky. The one whom the clouds create way for to showcase its beauty, the great bulb surrounded by servant-stars.You are just too beautiful to be ignored at night. No matter what, men will always look up, to take a look at you and then bless your creator. At the end you put a smile on their face.You are never a mistake for been created. FULL MOON : THE GLOBE OF THE NIGHT |