Moon by Jim Barlow
Meaningless thoughts drift slowly across my mind
Surrounded by bright gray and ebony sky.
Magnificent desolation envelopes me.
No perceived horizon,
All is calm, devoid of
Air, wind, and rain.
I breathe and take in
The stark beauty of a pristine
Celestial world.
Undisturbed and powdered beneath my feet
The cratered landscape reminds me
That I am an intruder,
In a realm unfamiliar
But majestically beautiful.
Magnificently barren orb,
Glowing, mysterious
Forever our neighbor
Our stoic satellite,
The Moon.
Copyright © James Barlow | Year Posted 2024
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