Luna

The moon

The moon strikes me in two ways.

One being serenity and the other being sadness.

It hangs high in our infinite solar system,

and glows giving life to those who hide within the shadows of darkness

It is pure and fascinating.

Yet, for only three days it shines with its full potential. 

it is unwell and broken and imperfect the majority of the time. 

One also refers to it in conjunction with the stars. 

The moon is vulnerable, 

If you look closely you see its dark craters.  

It is taken for granted,

Most of us don't notice it because by the time it appears we are in a deep slumber

Many gaze out the window of a car staring at the sun, 

Only few stay awake to admire the flawless perfection of

The moon