Peering toward the sky
Diverse, unending, space fly
Moon reflecting, up very high
While entering serene segments
I see brilliant light reflections
On the edge, of horizon crescents
Joined by superb presence
Grasping in embrace
In the bosom of angel caress
Everywhere, I confess
All over the place
This is the tranquil life, I grace
© daniel miltz
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