Staring up at the sky to figure out the moon
Why is it so piercing?  Why is it so stunning?
Does it want attention like the fastest running
Or to be admired for this night's light typhoon

Walking around glaring, spotlight on till the dawn
Seeing majestic forms, wishing to see it live
Being an astronaut, landing on dusty dive
To plunge feet, fly the flag, hero phenomenon

For all of its beauty, and its intensity
Giving its own freedom to the people of Earth
As a nightfall guardian till the Sun's new rebirth

Leading to the sweet dreams with the eyes density
To awaken happy and to a new outlook
That stunning views arise, at any moments look