I search the night time sky and find you, peeping through the clouds that bind you, shades of midnight blue surround you. I see tears upon the moon. I search your battered orb and hear you, while mankind struggles to be near you, disrupting moon dust thick beneath you. I see tears upon the moon.
I search your waxing and your waning, manned journeys to the crater gaining, only time will need explaining. I see tears upon the moon. I search your face for signs of pleasure, finding none and heed its measure, resisting giving up its treasure. I see tears upon the moon. ~ E. Macdonald ~
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Originally posted 2012-04-12 12:13:00. Republished by Blog Post Promoter