The Silent Sword
Upon the night sky are billions of stars,
Twinkling and shining in a world so far.
Some burned brighter than others it seemed,
Outshining the lesser- the lights undreamed.
Greater than stars that dominated the night,
The modesty of the moon, her pale glowing light.
Though the night sky does not always enshrine
The pale glowing orb that shouts out 'Divine! '
The moon is the greatest of all that ignites,
The night's most prized of angelical sights.
And the moon glowed proud and bright, immovable.
How it reminded me of her, so pale and so beautiful.
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