Chief of the Night,
I stare at you in envy,
In peaceful Solitude,
Your bewitching Majesty
You beam within,
A silent incandescence,
Of true magnetic Power,
That seeks no Reverence
You’ve kept secrets
lamented at night,
Cries, wishes & dreams,
Of Prayers kept tight
In a monologue, a soliloque
In innocent wonder I ask,
“surely, surely something this beautiful,
The heavens granted a task”
You see tonight I attempt,
To be smart & poetic,
but I find myself speechless,
With a pinch of moronic.
To write about the Moon,
Is a noble cause,
But Luna seeks no glory,
How dare I want the applause.
On paper I have my scribbles,
Of tonight’s undertaking,
Lost words but nothing lost,
In me there is Awakening.
You see the Moon deserves,
More than my Futile Poetry,
It demands a Surrender –
Of beauty raptured in Ambiguity.
So next time you see the Moon,
Oneself must be empty,
Breathe slowly with Hope,
Allow Its magic – Its Alchemy.
Dedicated to: Supermoon May 10 2020
1.58am
—alike.com.ph
REAL PEOPLE, REAL STORIES. WE COVER PERSONALITIES WHO ARE WORTHY OF MAKING THE HEADLINES. PROFILES, LIFESTYLE, CULTURE, ARTS, LITERATURE, ENTERTAINMENT—TELLING STORIES THAT MAKE US FEEL AND CELEBRATE LIFE. WE ARE ALIKE. FOR STORY PITCHES, PERSONAL ESSAY, LITERARY, AND ART SUBMISSIONS: EDITORIAL@ALIKE.COM.PH
FOR BRANDING AND MARKETING, VIDEO PRODUCTION, AND SOCIAL MEDIA MANAGEMENT — COLLABORATE WITH US: MEDIA@ALIKE.COM.PH
