Something wondrous about a full moon night,
when shadows come to play
and the clouds drift by,
blown by the night winds.
Trying to hide the moon,
they play hide and seek.
Moonlight so mysterious,
something magical about it,
wandering in its light,
bringing feelings of romance so right.
Moonlight more special than candlelight,
the feeling, the power, and the aura.
When a full moon shines bright,
it brings restlessness,
a need to wander about
or dance among the moonbeams.
Full moon nights,
bring no sleep,
the wonder of watching the moon and the stars,
play with the clouds and the shadows.
Long into the night,
listening to night creatures,
calling from a far,
where the mournful hoot of an owl calls –
Who, who are you?
Magical wonders on mysterious,
full moonlight drenched nights.
When in my dreams the moon,
like a gentlemen in a tux,
comes down to earth,
giving me his hand,
taking me for a dance up to the skies,
along golden bright moonbeams.
When waters are like molten silver
and the sky is so very bright,
like a fairytale spun by nature –
bringing the mysterious full moon to me.