Pleiades

The moon’s visage is silver blue But it is eerie in any hue Of its depth only few Have a clue Children wish to grow up soon Grownups often wish to be a child as they look at the moon Children play by the lagoon Grownups work every afternoon Children asked the moon to make them as adults self determined Moon said it is dangerous forces with which they are to be bargained They can become self determined But only if great Good of the sky the door to gates of destiny had opened To walk through the door the children must see That which is on the other side of the doors of destiny If they cross through without looking back self determined they would be But they must live their loved ones behind to go on that journey If they look back to earth as they fly through cosmos than down will they fall If they still wish to do this is their call They must look constantly towards the hall Beyond doors of destiny otherwise as meteors down to earth they will fall The children started to look to the sky And towards the doors of destiny they began to fly Seven reached the hall and their right no one could deny But rest fall from the sky But those who fallen knowledge would bring Knowledge about stars would be added to knowledge of everything Knowledge so great that time of birth of moon’s spirit in addition to moon itself it would bring Knowledge of spirit of earth and power of dream and that of which angel would sing Those seven who made it turned into Pleiades stars wonder to behold Sometimes it pays off to be bold That which is beyond destiny by them is controlled They will meet their loved ones in afterlife so their souls are consoled