"Hark unto me
'Tis all craters

I doth reflect
A light not mine own

By virtue of my form
Though rugged I be
I doth shine in shadow
In calm
In solitude

Hark unto me
'Tis all craters
I shall reveal my same countenance
And conceal the other
Eternally

Behold me through thy humble spyglass
Or gaze upon me through thy...