Luminary Souls

In the velvet night, the moon holds sway,

A silent sentinel, in skies so gray.

Its gentle glow, a beacon above,

Guiding lost souls with steadfast love.

A silver orb, in a sea of stars,

Casting its light, near and far.

A timeless dance, with shadows cast,

A celestial beauty, unsurpassed.

Like the moon, humans too, endure,

Through trials and tribulations, they mature.

They wax and wane, in life's grand play,

Seeking light in the darkest of days.

Though shadows may cloak, their inner light,

They persevere, through the darkest night.

With every phase, they rise and fall,

Embracing life's cyclical call.

For just as the moon, they hold within,

A radiant spirit, pure and akin.

Though dimmed at times, by life's harsh demands,

It shines again with steadfast hands.

So let us gaze upon the moon above,

And see us, with hearts full of love.

For in its glow, we find our reflection,

A timeless bond, a divine connection.