A new year asks for a new promise…not of hate, but of bringing hearts closer. It invites us to let go of old grudges, to soften our hearts, and to choose understanding over distance.
Maria, thank you for liking it. It’s a bit strange...you commented on my piece after posting yours. I thought maybe it was like returning the favor. In friendship, this kind of thing feels a little odd to me, as if we’re doing it just to complete the ritual.
I often check other people’s accounts to see if I’ve missed any of their new posts. I come to your account with the same honesty. Can’t we give each other credit without expecting a return? That feels very strange to me. These days, many people do this, and it seems more like cunning than honesty. I sincerely apologize if I’ve said anything wrong.
That’s okay. I have days that I spend reading writers that I enjoy. Not as an exchange but as a gesture of respect and solidarity. We’re all writers who want to be read and we all read other writers. I suppose that’s what this platform allows us to do.
Look… please try to understand what I’m saying. I saw your piece yesterday, and if I plan to comment on it coming Monday when I post my piece on that Monday, it might feel to you as if I came to your post just to get my own piece noticed, right? Surely, that would feel strange. That’s why I also felt the same when you posted your piece yesterday and gave credit for my January 7th piece. Whereas after that, two more of my pieces have come up, and you haven’t been anywhere on them. It’s not about enjoying it, but more like a give-and-take. Please forgive me if I am wrong.
The basic idea is that just as we value our own happiness or sadness, I want others to also give credit to someone else’s happiness at their best moments, so that they feel joy.
That’s correct I haven’t seen your newer pieces. Not yet. I will get round to them. You don’t have to comment or like my posts if you don’t want to, it’s fine. I will still read, if and when I have the time.
Thank you again. The poetry is my own. Then I get it sung through AI Suno Music. Then, when the song doesn't turn out right, I change the lyrics and compare them with the music again and again, which takes a lot of time. Sometimes a day.
Thank you so much for reading the poem with such care and openness. Your words didn’t just describe the song...they felt like a continuation of it. I’m deeply moved that its quiet hope, its longing for gentleness, and its faith in love reached you in this way. If it made even a small space feel softer, then it has already found its purpose. Truly grateful for your thoughtful reflection.
It’s the perfect New Year’s anthem—moonwalking past grudges while the universe hums along. 🌙✨
Both versions have a dreamy, lyrical quality, like a lullaby or a mantra for renewal. They share a clear intention: leaving behind grudges, embracing peace, and venturing into an imagined space of love and calm—“beyond the moon, beneath the silver lagoon” becomes both a literal and metaphorical refrain.
You are so welcome, both versions feel like different phases of the same dream, and it was a joy to sit with them. Wishing your song a long, gentle orbit in the hearts of anyone who listens 🌙✨
Dawnithic, what a lovely start to the year, which feels like it is an offering to us all.
What stayed with me was the gentleness of the invitation — the way the poem keeps returning to walking rather than arriving. Nothing is conquered here, nothing is solved. The language keeps choosing release over declaration: letting go of grudges, softening hearts, moving together instead of forward.
I enjoyed both versions for different reasons.
... The first feels more like a quiet poem — spacious, reflective, almost meditative in how it circles its refrain.
... The second carries a more lyrical, song-like flow, with a clearer emotional rhythm that would translate beautifully to music.
And, they complement each other rather than compete.
Across both, “beyond the moon” becomes less a destination and more a shared direction — a way of stepping out of old weight without needing to name it. The repetition feels intentional, something to breathe with rather than interpret.
There’s a sincerity here that doesn’t posture or argue for itself. It simply opens a space and says: come, if you want.
And it's that quiet openness is what gives the piece its warmth.
A calm, hopeful read — gentle in tone, steady in intention.
Yes, Mark, I was planning to release this on January 1st, but when it came time to finalize it, I had to completely redo it, which took a lot of my time. Even now, it’s still on time. What is said here is very important. I hope that the world moves in this direction, but what can we do? We can only write. Changing the world is up to the people themselves, and perhaps they don’t want to change because they have grown accustomed to all of this. Thanks for your valuable and deep comments.
Wow, Asuka is exactly what it says. I wish the whole world would go on a beautiful journey in this direction. Did you listen to the music? This music consumed a significant amount of my time. Thank you very much for liking it.
Hello Dawnithic, I have returned to revisit and reread these poems. They are refreshingly rich and lush. Absolutely beautiful!
Thank you, Kelly. You like it; I’m so happy to hear that.
…them.
Hello Dawnithic, oh, yes. I do. Excellent poem. Be well.
Thank you, Kelly.
What a beautiful journey you took us on. Like a sweet dreamy lullaby
Maria, thank you for liking it. It’s a bit strange...you commented on my piece after posting yours. I thought maybe it was like returning the favor. In friendship, this kind of thing feels a little odd to me, as if we’re doing it just to complete the ritual.
I often check other people’s accounts to see if I’ve missed any of their new posts. I come to your account with the same honesty. Can’t we give each other credit without expecting a return? That feels very strange to me. These days, many people do this, and it seems more like cunning than honesty. I sincerely apologize if I’ve said anything wrong.
That’s okay. I have days that I spend reading writers that I enjoy. Not as an exchange but as a gesture of respect and solidarity. We’re all writers who want to be read and we all read other writers. I suppose that’s what this platform allows us to do.
Look… please try to understand what I’m saying. I saw your piece yesterday, and if I plan to comment on it coming Monday when I post my piece on that Monday, it might feel to you as if I came to your post just to get my own piece noticed, right? Surely, that would feel strange. That’s why I also felt the same when you posted your piece yesterday and gave credit for my January 7th piece. Whereas after that, two more of my pieces have come up, and you haven’t been anywhere on them. It’s not about enjoying it, but more like a give-and-take. Please forgive me if I am wrong.
The basic idea is that just as we value our own happiness or sadness, I want others to also give credit to someone else’s happiness at their best moments, so that they feel joy.
That’s correct I haven’t seen your newer pieces. Not yet. I will get round to them. You don’t have to comment or like my posts if you don’t want to, it’s fine. I will still read, if and when I have the time.
Astounding!
Where all hearts are sincere,
Where no soul knows fear,
A town of love we hold dear,
Beyond galaxies, love clear.
Under the soft tune of moon…
Let’s walk beyond the moon
Beneath the silver lagoon…
I wish this could happen all over the world, and we wouldn’t have to go beyond the moon. Thank you for your beautiful way of sharing your thoughts.
You’re so creative! I really enjoyed the poem — it has that sense of musicality that lets you keep dreaming beyond it
Yea, Phoeby, thank you for your appreciative comment for me. Poetry is easy, but it takes a long time to put it into music. Thank you.
I don’t know how you did it, but it has its own magic. Congratulations!
Thank you again. The poetry is my own. Then I get it sung through AI Suno Music. Then, when the song doesn't turn out right, I change the lyrics and compare them with the music again and again, which takes a lot of time. Sometimes a day.
A lot of work — I really enjoyed it.
You liked it, that's the most important thing.
Where all hearts are sincere…
Where no soul knows fear,
A town of love we hold dear,
Beyond galaxies, love clear.
Under the gentle tune of the moon.
❤️ 💕 💝
Thank you so much, Marwa. I wish you a very, very Happy New Year!
This poem feels like a gentle plea whispered at the edge of a new year, asking us to soften before life hardens us again.
Its repeated call to “walk beyond the moon” carries the ache of someone who still believes love can remake the world.
The imagery silver lagoons, blooming hearts, galaxies of tenderness feels like a refuge built from the parts of us that refuse to give up on kindness.
There is a quiet bravery in its invitation to release old wounds, as if forgiveness were a way of unclenching the soul.
The poem understands how grudges settle in the body, how they weigh down even the simplest breath.
Its rhythm, almost like a lullaby, invites us to imagine a place where gentleness is not rare but natural.
It dreams of a world where fear dissolves, where sincerity is the common language, where hearts meet without armour.
The repetition becomes a ritual of healing a way of teaching the spirit that peace is something we can choose.
What moves most is its faith that love can still be a direction, a compass, a place to walk toward together.
In the end, the poem offers a luminous truth: that walking “beyond the moon” begins with the courage to open the heart one more time.
Thank you so much for reading the poem with such care and openness. Your words didn’t just describe the song...they felt like a continuation of it. I’m deeply moved that its quiet hope, its longing for gentleness, and its faith in love reached you in this way. If it made even a small space feel softer, then it has already found its purpose. Truly grateful for your thoughtful reflection.
The 2nd version is preferred for the beat goes well with the lyrics.
as for the meaning of the lyrics... expresses whole heartedly, let's hope that the rest of the world realizes the message.
Thank you, HatLady, you liked it and made a good prayer for the world. May God accept your prayer.
The Universe is always there to those believe within themselves and what's out there... we all require in continuing our faith. 🫂🙏
Yes, absolutely.
It’s the perfect New Year’s anthem—moonwalking past grudges while the universe hums along. 🌙✨
Both versions have a dreamy, lyrical quality, like a lullaby or a mantra for renewal. They share a clear intention: leaving behind grudges, embracing peace, and venturing into an imagined space of love and calm—“beyond the moon, beneath the silver lagoon” becomes both a literal and metaphorical refrain.
Thank you so much for your comprehensive and beautiful comment on the post, and thank you for liking both versions of the songs.
You are so welcome, both versions feel like different phases of the same dream, and it was a joy to sit with them. Wishing your song a long, gentle orbit in the hearts of anyone who listens 🌙✨
Thank you very much, Depti. You have completed a beautiful song with your wonderful words. Thank you very much.❤💙🧡
That is cute. Endearing.
Thank you for your endearing comment.
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Very nice 🩵 thank you for sharing
I appreciate your comment and your support. Thank you.
Anytime. Thank you for sharing
Dawnithic, what a lovely start to the year, which feels like it is an offering to us all.
What stayed with me was the gentleness of the invitation — the way the poem keeps returning to walking rather than arriving. Nothing is conquered here, nothing is solved. The language keeps choosing release over declaration: letting go of grudges, softening hearts, moving together instead of forward.
I enjoyed both versions for different reasons.
... The first feels more like a quiet poem — spacious, reflective, almost meditative in how it circles its refrain.
... The second carries a more lyrical, song-like flow, with a clearer emotional rhythm that would translate beautifully to music.
And, they complement each other rather than compete.
Across both, “beyond the moon” becomes less a destination and more a shared direction — a way of stepping out of old weight without needing to name it. The repetition feels intentional, something to breathe with rather than interpret.
There’s a sincerity here that doesn’t posture or argue for itself. It simply opens a space and says: come, if you want.
And it's that quiet openness is what gives the piece its warmth.
A calm, hopeful read — gentle in tone, steady in intention.
Yes, Mark, I was planning to release this on January 1st, but when it came time to finalize it, I had to completely redo it, which took a lot of my time. Even now, it’s still on time. What is said here is very important. I hope that the world moves in this direction, but what can we do? We can only write. Changing the world is up to the people themselves, and perhaps they don’t want to change because they have grown accustomed to all of this. Thanks for your valuable and deep comments.
“Let’s do one thing…”
this feels like someone tugging your sleeve and whispering come on, trust me.
the repetition is doing its soft spell thing... less lecture, more lullaby-for-a-better-year.
no sharp edges, just hands open, hearts aligned, moon as a shared destination.
gentle optimism with a quiet grin. I’m walking with you with these, Dawn~
Wow, Asuka is exactly what it says. I wish the whole world would go on a beautiful journey in this direction. Did you listen to the music? This music consumed a significant amount of my time. Thank you very much for liking it.