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Beauty In Still
I threw a glance through the window
The moon was there, nestled in the air
Among the stars, within a misty halo
The time was calm like a flat eternity
Nothing affected its purity, its clarity
Like the moon, the sky is darkly clear
Its width reflects the void it quietly fills
The vastness in which how fast it spins
Then, i regained my seat, that hides the truth
The false space that hides any shade of proof
Where the moon is such a grandeur in heaven;
Even the mundane one; can but be Beauty-smitten
Into such rhyming scenery, be blindly driven
And to humans his admiration will be Poetry.
The moon was there, nestled in the air
Among the stars, within a misty halo
The time was calm like a flat eternity
Nothing affected its purity, its clarity
Like the moon, the sky is darkly clear
Its width reflects the void it quietly fills
The vastness in which how fast it spins
Then, i regained my seat, that hides the truth
The false space that hides any shade of proof
Where the moon is such a grandeur in heaven;
Even the mundane one; can but be Beauty-smitten
Into such rhyming scenery, be blindly driven
And to humans his admiration will be Poetry.
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