This is a poem about the majesty of the moon, the dream catcher. Play the video to relax while you read. Take a moment to enjoy life.

The Whispers Of The Moon

Full and bragadocious

Bold illumination

Something in my soul

Connected stimulation

What whispers wonder on wild spirits?

What whispers wrinkle eyes of worn clerics?

Dream... 

Dream...

Dream...

That's why the moon is there. 

Constant revelation for a world of fear

What dreams wonder there?

Moon

Man on the moon

Cow jumped over

Made of cheese

Wishing like a four-leaf clover

Something to be said

Waves to be lead

Souls to be fed

Boats look ahead

What dream will surface?

Reflections divorce us

What dreams will come

What dreams will serve us?

Bright

Bright beginnings

Future untold

What dreams may come 

When the moon unfolds

Truth found it it's beams

Reflections of reality it seems

What dreams will come...

Will they come soon?

What dreams will come?

When dreaming of the moon?

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