Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Moon Madness....

The Moon by William Henry Davies
Thy beauty haunts me heart and soul,
Oh, thou fair Moon, so close and bright;
Thy beauty makes me like the child
That cries aloud to own thy light:
The little child that lifts each arm
To press thee to her bosom warm.

Though there are birds that sing this night
With thy white beams across their throats,
Let my deep silence speak for me
More than for them their sweetest notes:
Who worships thee till music fails,
Is greater than thy nightingales.

These amazing pictures were taken from my backyard! The moon in all her glory, is amazing to behold! She sits among the stars in the sky like a ship upon the sea! She speaks of magick and mysteries...Oh how I love Her radiant glow to shine down upon my face!!
Brightest Blessings, 
Jennifer Renee

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