Magnus of iCE Prod. Presents:
Harvest Moon
All is dark, cept the flourescent glow,
Of a celestial body, once lying low,
It reaches down to Earth to engulf it in light,
Youre overwhelmed in its presence, yet absent of fright.
It slips beneath a darkened grey cloud,
Then shows itself, no longer in shroud.
You kneel on the ground, and gasp towards la lune,
And all is quiet as you bow to the moon.
It fills the void in your soul, body, and mind,
Its the nightsky messiah youve been yearning to find.
You collapse on the ground, clutching your ancient rune,
You have been touched by the Harvest Moon
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