This is a poem about the majesty of the moon, the dream catcher. Play the video to relax while you read. Take a moment to enjoy life.
The Whispers Of The Moon
Full and bragadocious
Bold illumination
Something in my soul
Connected stimulation
What whispers wonder on wild spirits?
What whispers wrinkle eyes of worn clerics?
Dream...
Dream...
Dream...
That's why the moon is there.
Constant revelation for a world of fear
What dreams wonder there?
Moon
Man on the moon
Cow jumped over
Made of cheese
Wishing like a four-leaf clover
Something to be said
Waves to be lead
Souls to be fed
Boats look ahead
What dream will surface?
Reflections divorce us
What dreams will come
What dreams will serve us?
Bright
Bright beginnings
Future untold
What dreams may come
When the moon unfolds
Truth found it it's beams
Reflections of reality it seems
What dreams will come...
Will they come soon?
What dreams will come?
When dreaming of the moon?
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