Tonight I could see an interesting moon.
So I wrote a poem. It

's called:

🌔✨The Moon dance ✨🌔

The Moon shone brightly in the sky. A beacon beckoning out for help.

Stranded. It had nowhere to go! Perhaps It was stuck? Stuck amongst what appeared to be an almighty armada of massive warships. Imposing and threatenly. A chaotic traffic jam of metallic clouds.

Feeling overwhelmed by the clanging, scraping metal against metal. The moon gracefully melts itself away, now hidden inside itself. Dormant, still and defeated.

Then suddenly! Bursting forth, the moon makes its bold and last stand! Dancing boldly amongst the silvery clouds. It takes lead, conducting chaos back to order.

There is harmony in the sky once again.

Peace amongst the stars.