I touch the soft moon beams,

I taste the milkish light

I smell the glowing white

I hear the moon singing me a lullaby

Looking above, I see,

A magic is floating in the sky.

The MoonForest

with a white circle in the centre of the dark.

(This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026)

(This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’ Read the other poems here.)