From the Moon

The sphere

That becomes the sun, well

 

Not becomes the sun. It looks

Blue. From afar, that’s what we used

 

Thousands of years ago to guide

Our journeys; it looked like

 

A light to us from here.

 

Northern moon,

Southern setting sun.

 

That from afar you created our

North. South. East. West.

Where

    To

       Look

             Now?

 

Where to go? The blinding light

Will guide me tonight.

 

Now

 

That I am walking on stone, gravel,

And rock. I see our moon, and

Rays in the day,

 

The cosmos, with which we arrive.

 

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