Wonderful Life

Who was it
That wanted to
lasso the moon?
So small and far away
I can feel its gravity
It pulls closer
Grows larger
Earth and moon
Their gravities combine
The moon slides closer
Along moon beams
Hangs heavier and heavier
In warm skies
Crushing atmosphere
Between here and there
I reach up to touch its
Bright rocky shore
Fingertips barely brushing
And then it rushes back
Hurling away back and back
To its proper place
To guide tide and night


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