Moon

Moon

Gracious Moon ! do you know ?

How your milk so divine,

Was for man, the nectar fine,

Elixir, lover's balm benign,

Poesy's seat inspiring,

Scientist's primal pulp ?

Of yore, the sages found
In your charming countenance,
Calm and cool, the soul elevating
Beams of beauty, ordained
To provide their beatitude,
By penance and meditation
Which they realized and enjoyed.


Eternal happiness, their souls
Ever in communion
With your spirit genuine
They enjoyed, not the matter
They cared to experiment
And grab their ends material,
But for celestial drugs you shed
In your perpetual pirrouette !

 

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