Moon to Stars

As harmonies converge,in which difference

Is a becoming of beauty,

The infatuation is absolute.

As none other than the creator, shall fully

Interpret his art, as properly and thoroughly,

The affection is that of a complete understanding.

Through calamities and victories,

One has brought themselves onto,

Alone and alone entirely.

But as a cloud finds

Its place in the sky,

I have found the strength,

The backbone,

Of which God did not accustom me with,

Until that of a moment ago.

Life’s darkest hours,

Will no longer be endured desolately

For my eternity,

Is now yours.

My battles,

Are yours,

My joys,hopes,dreams

As well.

Our bind is immortal,

As the moon is to the stars.