Eternal dance of cosmic grace,
Celestial bodies in tight embrace.
Luna hides, then shows her face,
In shadow's cloak, she finds her place.
Penumbral whispers, space's lace,
Silent ballet in the void's vast space.
Ephemeral beauty, time cannot erase.
About the Creator
Celious Blanc
a poet since birth
running in the wind
head in the stars
soul in my eyes
a contradiction of emotion
an abstract perception
an involuntary whisper
a shadow in the light.
@celiousblanc
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