The silent image of a poetic light the Crescent moon enhances the Blackened night my eyes are bound to The beauty that I see the moon's Magnetism - it beckons me pores of My mind rise and fall in lnation lost in A spell entranced in lunar fixation Alters the rhythms and the tides of The oceans eclipsing hemispheres of My emotions moon enters in its new Phase-governs both the nights and The days bathe in its heavenly rays - Strange allure the one that I praise