22/10/2024
Under The Moon 🌕
Born Bright.
Yearning for better days, I keep my faith high,
Walking on righteous gemstones, through the green valley’s sky.
My mind was young but never naïve,
I never strayed from the dreams I believe.
Even reality knows the depth of my strive,
Under the moon, my strength is revived,
Reborn each night, like a newborn’s first breath.
Did I tell you of the bright one, born under the moon’s embrace?
Engulfed with wisdom, fearless in grace.
Even when night falls, brightness stands tall,
And so, my heart is born bright, beyond it all.
My might stands strong against adversities, bold and sure,
Here, under the moon, I rise once more.
Like a phoenix, born of fire and love,
I soar again, touched by the light above.
Each night I shed the past’s weight and pain,
Under the moon, I rise whole again.
The stars bear witness to my rebirth,
A soul renewed, reclaimed in worth.
Reborn with each struggle, I rise from ash,
In the moon’s light, all fears are dashed.
Here, where shadows fade and spirits glow,
I’m born anew in the moon’s soft flow.
© David Gadon Samuel.
