The moon was cold and dark.
It wandered in and out of the dream world watching.
The moon would whisper truths inside these dreams.
Mostly forgotten upon awakening.
The second moon was the moon of spring.
The moon of spring liked to stay into the morning
Listening to the birds singing of love
The moon too would sing a strange melody
The melody is filled with longing...but joyful....accepting.
The third moon is the song of summer.
The moon of summer revels.
As The stars and the moon play
The warmth of their joy together is felt
More laughter is heard, more excitement is felt
When the moon and the stars play.
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