We touch down on the moon-bemused,
such a desolate beauty- a tomb.
The air around is…grey and dense,
tucked away like a secret loom.

We dance among the stars at dawn-
along with souls passed- taking flight,
shedding the Milky Way’s soft warmth.
We wish we may…we wish we might.

We land upon Earths great surface-
in between Hades and Heaven,
where all are cold and lost in love…
each to their own-looking for leaven.

We dive deep into ocean depth…
sink to the smokey blue furnace.
My dear children are all lost- He proclaims!
Swim to the cool blue surface.