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n the transcending beautifulness of the bountiful lands,
she stood there watching,
Ias days passed into weeks,
and weeks into months and thereafter, years.
She was merely a passer-by of this alluring land.
Yet, found herself enthralled by its mysteries.

The land itself was a riddle filled with dangerous dark secrets,
filled with blood that flowed into rivers;
tears that were shed when war loomed all over the place.
Moonrise was the time when the haunting silence of melody
filled the shrine called the land,
where generations of people gathered themselves and built civilization.

She, as grace was called and elegance bestowed,
stood over to watch the land as it transformed-
into a field of flowers and peaceful dreams.
She was their vigil of night and watcher of land,
over the times where places became mountains and rivers became seas.
For she was their guardian, though they might know it not,
she had stood and wept with them when they perished,
even as she stood now to watch them live their lives fully.

Tranquillity of the moon, a beacon of melancholic beauty.
As the day passes, with all its jubilant and festive atmosphere,
the rising of the moon heralds the arrival of the night,
usually laced with the fear of the unknown,
with darkness concealing dangers usually seen with light.
Night strikes fear in every living soul,
so much that every step, every tread is carefully calculated,
for the unknown can devour a move even slightly done with rashness.

As much as the night intimidates,
the moon, the ghostly guardian in the skies,
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guides every soul with her silver glow,
lighting even the darkest crevice with a pale shine.
While fear is still present, it is being dispelled by the moon’s radiance
in the hearts of every living soul.
The people found their burden in the night easier to bear,
for the moon is the angel that guards their waning hope.

She holds this task until the glint that heralds the arrival of dawn.
For all they understand, the moon teaches them to hope in the midst of fear.
She is beautiful, yet she is lonely,
as she saw the despair laced in people’s hearts and minds
as they traversed the night.

112 Jasmine Felicity
II BA English Literature