Thy beauty haunts me heart and soul,
Oh, thou fair Moon, so close and bright;
Thy beauty makes me like the child
That cries aloud to own thy light:
The little child that lifts each arm
To press thee to her bosom warm.
Though there are birds that sing this night
With thy white beams across their throats,
Let my deep silence speak for me
More than for them their sweetest notes:
Who worships thee till music fails,
Is greater than thy nightingales
16 comments:
Awesome capture of the moon and the words couldn't be more beautiful or fitting! Superb! Have a wonderful weekend!
Sylvia
Wonderful shot of the moon and a great poem to accompany it.
Wow...what a great shot of the moon and nice poem!Thank you for sharing and have a nice weekend!
Bravo!!!
Beautiful shot!
It is an awesome and beautiful thing ;-)
Congratulations! Your photo is exceptional!
wow! love the photo and the poem too! :)
Beautiful moon shot.
OH my goodness...what a glorious moon...wow you have captured it so well....
Simply beautiful!
Terrific capture!
Liz @ A Simple Life
Wow wow wow! What a magical moon shot!
Great way to begin Skywatch! Fantastic moon shot and beautiful verses to go with it.
Magnificent...I love the red at the corner of the photo...such a lovely surprise of color.
beautiful capture... looks so serene and mystical :) complemented by wonderful verses.
Amazing shot of the moon--too beautiful. And, the monarch butterfly photos are wonderful--I'll be back to check out other posts. Very nice. Mickie :)
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