There Is

There Is the Moon,
That's reflexing on February snow,
That is singing up high all alone,
I will come to You soon

There is the Moon,
That is shining on somebody's face,
That is watching humanity race,
Just reversing a noon

There is the night,
That is calling for Brightening Light,
That is waiting for heat of the Sun,
For God whims have been done

There is the Time,
That in Universe doesn't exist,
But on Earth it is hidden in mist,
Deep inside in the mind

There is the sky,
That appears again a while,
That is hiding the Essence of truth,
As a cover of roof

There is Earth,
That is twisting since its birth,
That is tolerate to its gambol child
So romantically wild

There is a Man,
That tries to build his own land,
That is searching for meaning of Life,
As an edge of the knife

There is a Verse,
That's combined by an Inspire,
That is burning with light of a fire,
The main artistic source

There is a Moon,
Far away from a place where I Am,
Far too close to my Spiritual Aim,
I will come back to You Soon...