I composed this in honor of the 40th Anniversary of the Moon-Landing. When writing it, I was thinking about how all the star-gazers and astronomers throughout history must have felt, just dreaming about reaching the moon.
Ode to the Moon
Mystery in plain sight
Across a sea of space and light
Draws me to her every night.
Even when her back is turned
I hardly ever feel her spurn
I just embrace the dark nocturne.
When she’s new, still in my eye.
When she’s full, so am I.
The only thing between us: sky.
If I could see the mystery,
If I could sail the space-y sea,
I would, tonight, draw her to me.
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