The Grace of Moon

A splendiferous pearlescent crystallized in the firmament of nights

Replenish the receptacles of cascade of hopes, a delight to starlorn's eyes

An elysian Frost kissed orb in the swathe of abysmal hues

Whomst Bifurcated essence is whelved in both, orchids and willows

In orchids, it engenders the spring of heart's lyrical ballet

Whilst in willows, it murmurs lullabies of someone's unspoken adieus, leaving an isolated chalet

The ivory globule of serenity, so calm and tranquil

Embellish the earthly constellations with a solace's quilt

The paragon of sempiturnal effulgence whispering from above, a zephyrean tune

Oh versifier, methinks this is just a mere onism of the grace of moon