Over the moon

Though not as pure as a pearl,
One of life’s secret you unfurl.
In you flecks are many,
But yet you enlighten the gloomy.
Life has two phases, good and evil, both you reveal,
All alone how do you deal?
The wide blue sky and the bright sun,
Besides them you have no one.
You’ve made me realize,
I am lucky to have many friends in whose gaiety my happiness lies.
Oh moon! You have been blessed by the God,
And very near to the Lord.
Tell me the secret that’s told to few,
What makes people turn to you?