Light of the Moon

There is no light, Like the light of the moon There is no beauty Like it's dim hue There is no sorrow With her in your eye There no fear When under her sky There is no light, Like the light of the moon The pallid lush Of the world in her touch There is no equal, No fleshy moral thing That can be anything more Than a shadow of her ethereal being ………………………………............ Beneath the moon, I love more than the grave And in this moment My heart is saved