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Silvery glow illuming clouds
beyond mountain's brow
silhouettes topmost trees,
Outlined shapes blackened
by edge of orb rising
slowly, majestically.
Spreading her nimbus,
dimming the stars,
flooding valley with light
soft, sweet
and perfumed.
Dark drifting clouds
obscure her briefly,
plunging the valley
again into darkness
deep, black and velvet.
Re-emerging she shines
triumphant
spreading her glory
over Earth.
While we, mere mortals,
stand entranced
paying homage to Moon's eternity.
Tamaso Lonsdale
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