Ode to the moon

 

Open fields of silent dark
Crossing grass prey of ice
Fragile tunes weaves the wind
Leafless trees form the horizon
Gazing up a gem of ivory
Thin clouds conceal the starry sky
Yet through the blanket of gray gas
A wealth of glow can be seen

A familiar face blotched in craters,
                 Mountains and furrows
Gazes back on this lonely traveler
intently shadows my linear pace,
delivers an eloquent sight to my eye,
pierces through my world,
submits to my wonder…

Oh aged queen of the sky
whose journeying dates back
                              to forever
What histories have you glanced!
From barren rock to green conquest
Evolving beauty on this planet
                  Your inseparable partner

How insignificant my stupid little life!
An instant for your heavenly clock
Let this insect sing you a praise
allow my admiration be lost
                   in the gaze of millions past 
                                 & millions future.

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