It stayed

They say the moon was formed from the destruction of the earth.

They say the moon was born of destruction,

The shattering of the world.

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In the wake of its destruction

It discovered new life.

And it stayed, it shone, and it gave light.

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It stayed not on its own,

That was gravity in place.

It shone not on its own,

That was the reflection of the creature,

Small even before the great celestial race.

It gave light not alone,

But together, united was it even face to glorious face.

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In the wake of its rending,

Not a bone was broken.

And it remained, it shone, and it gave light.