Beacon of hope

In the darkness of the world,

it comes as a glimmer of hope,

bestowing us with its luminescence,

brightening up our clouded mind. 

In different shades of white,

lighten the path with its shine,

it's like our beacon ray,

in the dark blue sky. 

And it will guide the way,

cheering our efforts every day,

when we come home tired,

while lying out in the open. 

The clouds are transient,

stars too dim and far 

the earth seems dark and drear,

but the moon radiates a serene glow. 

And we stretch our arms,

in our desire to transform,

striving for the vision of perfection,

motivated by our object of admiration. 

The source of our inspiration, 

influencing our dreams and imagination,

let our spirit soar to the heights, 

finally be at the realm of moonlight. 

And our wishes would come true,

the desires and aspirations that's due,

let all the shadows vanishes by the shine,

in the stillness of dark night.