Moons Beauty

The moons Beauty, Runs ever so deep. Its Wonders Never cease. Changing constantly. Rivers glowing, Waters flowing. In its soil, it does keep. Magically it speaks. His shinning glory, Is so much more than, just a story. Who knows what else secrets, he does keep. So deep, mystically, At the core. Gods Always creating more. Astronauts walking on the moons, shores. Stars closer than ever, before. Who knows how much more, will be found, to explore....Let the winds, of folk lore, soar....As behind the moons, smiling face. His heartbeat does race. Gifts of Gods Grace, Are Always taking place.... His Love, You know, , , You Can Always, Trace! ! ! ! ! Just do a double take, Take the time to look outside, At Our Space! ! ! ! ! See His face! ! ! ! !