A White Pearl in a Sea of Blue

I saw today a marvelous thing

In the sky that is our ceiling.

In the early evening on this summer day,

While the sun still shown with its bright array,

In a sky, as blue as a mountain lake,

Appeared—as if for beauty’s sake—

A moon both full and luminous.

With its radiance it greeted us

And bathed the world, already bright,

With fresh rejuvenated light:

A luminescent mystery

Of Beauty and complexity.

With craters clear as mountains here,

So far away, it seemed so near.

But at the time I could not stop,

Forget my tasks, all worries drop;

No artist did I see to try

And paint the beauty of that sky;

But oh that this should be forgotten!

So paint I this with words here written.