All what I saw it was a pleasure
A magic sight of endless world
It was a look-blink vanished forever
With secrets never in my mind untold.
Red sun was sinking ‘hind the hill
While moon was rising wondrous still
It was a wonder huge, bright burning wheel
I t was a miracle to see and feel.
Low sunlight’s last rays were running away,
Bright stars and night sky were covering the day,
A charm moon was looking down from above
And sending bright beams with joy and love.
Sweet thoughts were flooding my heart like a wave
Against I was standing happy and brave.
With looking at the Nature’s rare display
Beginning of the night and end of the day
With haughtiness of beauty to remind
As if a show not only for the blind.
O that creation so much worthwhile
That gives a courage and bright smile.
To see it often-this I would ask,
That’s my being most precious task.
September 22, 2010
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The Rising Moon
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- Автор: Володимир КОВАЛИК
- Перегляди: 1925
