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For the Boulevard Of The Beloved Poetry Contest of Ink Empress
Luna, Lovely Luna
Luna, lovely Luna,
she is a goddess
and also
~the moon is
an honest Manipulator~
See her, this beauty
waxing and waning
so steadfastly.
She is always there
above us
like the immutable God
who planted her
at the planet’s genesis
as the night scape
for all humanity.
Who can say why
she inspires painters to paint
and poets to praise her grace?
With the wiles of a woman,
she changes shape
yet she stays the course
set by her creator,
for never does she stray
from her usual pattern.
God did not make her
to be a liar,
yet oh, how she beguiles!
Throughout millennia,
she has glowingly gazed down
on numberless lovers.
How many affairs of the heart
did she help to consummate?
Her constant rhythms
turn the oceans’ tides
and when fully bloomed,
this mysterious moon
is said to induce madness.
Yet who can pin guilt
on the face of such
pearlescent innocent
luminescence?
Like earth’s seas,
we are mystically pulled to her.
A portion of our fate
she pre-ordains,
and whether she is silver,
ivory white or golden,
she steers the way,
and we are fools
who do not understand
her power.
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