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I Am Not Worthy Of The Moon
Oh silver lining light to which mine eyes soar
Oh brilliant crystal glow to whom to do you light for?
Is it for the beast that roams for prey
Or the animal from which seeks its way?
But do not say you light for me
Because I am of men who seek yellow lights before your company
I wrote this as I finally ended a long hard day of studying. As I curled into a comfy ball I was hit by the glare of the bright moon shining through my window. My heart skipped a beat (as it always does when I feel inspiration coming) and I wrote what my heart felt. I felt a guilt that such a beautiful image lay before me and I had not even taken a moment to appreciate it. Instead preferring the comforting buzz of television and my computer before bed.