The Beautiful Moon

In abyss it shines,
charming little princess,
dangling around jewels of heaven,
a hope in darkness.

They voyaged through the oceans,
some to acquire their pride,
deceased unknowing the true beauty,
she hasn't a place to hide.

Unlike the mountains,
all nisus a day,
gracious pound in tranquil,
sparkling her ray.

Stanched in the painter's masterpiece,
a poet waits you by noon,
where ever you be,
but still the beautiful moon.