The Fifteenth Poem- Silent Night in Moonlight
🌕 Silent Night in Moonlight🌃 Just sitting down here in my pyjamas, With cool breeze and solemn silence brushing past my ears, From my balcony, I look up; I gaze at the night sky, simply awestruck. With a halo of white light The Moon is the King of the night. Oh I'm not even kidding, When I say I could just stare at it all night. With its perfect round shape, And its pearly white face, The brightest sight in the ebony night; Take me to the Moon and I might stay there for a while. Thinking about the weird silence, I ask myself: “What is this dark night hiding behind all the quiet? Why is it so peaceful to look at the sky? Why do these stars and this Moon look enchanting to me?” Though I don't intend to find any logical answers, And also wonder if my questions are rhetorical; I'm still curious to uncover even the irrational answers, While I stare away at this unmatched perfection. A while goes by and then, Right there I find, amidst all the silence, Truth basking in the cro...