Trip to the Moon

In a half blink of shadow,

In a crescent of an eyelash as a bow,

A trip to the moon,

Expecting to happen soon,

To spend time with a loyal companion

In a romantic wagon,

To know the light and dark moments

Where we can find comfort,

Sometimes weak and wan,

At times cute as a swan,

Sometimes strong and full of light

Giving us pleasure every night,

To hear never heard sounds

Make us feel renowned,

To see never seen colours

Make us forget the summer,

Moon as a peaceful source of illumination

To illuminate our soul from the sky.