Beneath wet lashes
the moon, round with longing,
floated towards heaven-
a luminous orb.
In an arc against an indigo sky,
embroidered with crystals,
radiance ascended into a soft glow
caressing a night of sighs.
Its ardent light beckoned
to the miracles of the universe
to hope and peace
until the tears dried
and the sun rose,
again.
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