Moonshine
She rises high silently at night,
Her beauty an ethereal sight,
Glowing with radiant light.
For many a traveller,her light,
Reveals the path at night,
Beholding her divine sight.
For what could be more than her sight,
Being the guiding light,
On such a lonely night?
For the night will reveal all sight by her light.
12th February 2019
Copyright © Apurva Prabhudesai | Year Posted 2019
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