ShyEyes
Newbie
The white moon crowns the midnight sky,
a silver shield so bright and clear,
it pulls the hidden tides on high
and brings the quiet shadows near.
And then it fades a slow retreat,
until the heavens turn pitch-black,
a dark void where the stars complete
the quiet space that light forgot.
The full moon shows what you have grown,
the dark moon hides what you must mend;
for every bright grace you have known,
a silent darkness is a friend.
So praise the glow that lights the night,
and bless the dark that heals the soul
it takes both emptiness and light
to make the broken circle whole.
a silver shield so bright and clear,
it pulls the hidden tides on high
and brings the quiet shadows near.
And then it fades a slow retreat,
until the heavens turn pitch-black,
a dark void where the stars complete
the quiet space that light forgot.
The full moon shows what you have grown,
the dark moon hides what you must mend;
for every bright grace you have known,
a silent darkness is a friend.
So praise the glow that lights the night,
and bless the dark that heals the soul
it takes both emptiness and light
to make the broken circle whole.
