Setting Moon

A ribbon
Soft ambient glows
Lighting the cloud
Diffused spectre of white
Nonchalant this early morning
Purple the sky
With a sudden radiance shines forth
In regal magnificence and fullnes
This golden orb
A stately entrance makes
Transforming from pale cream
To burnished bronze
A wisp of cloud forming a smile across
The perfect face
Taking the stage
A jewel in the sky
But she cannot stay
Her time has come
She descends in silence
Fading
All energy gone
A shadow of her former self
And slips from view
Over the moorland ridge.

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