Gaze not upon the moon with desire, but with the understanding it sings not

in harmonious glow, but with secretive dissonance.

If you listen closely, the stars carry messages murmured softly in interstellar void.

Dance upon the lunar beams with unauthorized rhythm to align

your essence with cosmic balance and disharmony.

Suspend disbelief and let gravitational pulls perform sacred chants

others fail to perceive. Time trickles differently when

viewing through colorless ATM of the cosmic realm.

To understand the moon's phase intended not for light but for shadowy

incarceration, look through spectrums you have yet learned to rupture.