Moon For Sale (They Can’t Hear You Sing)

[Credit: NASA/JPL]

One moon for sale

Whole or by the slice

A meteoric doer-upper

A star buy

Quick!

It’ll be gone in the blink of an eye!

Imagine ~

Your own infinity pool overlooking the blue planet

It can’t get better than that, can it?

Navel gaze in your own star spa

Come on, dig deep, it ain’t that far!

Your own private beach

Within easy reach

Of most spaceports

Don’t just live the dream

Live on the dream-making machine

An out-of-this-world investment

A shimmering, cosmic asset

You’ll be the envy of all

Can’t you feel the pull?

She’ll be gone soon so don’t delay

One moon for sale – BUY TODAY!

Cry tomorrow.

You can’t sell me, the moon cried

As they sliced her up like an onion

And dried rivulets filled with tears

But only Earth could hear

They can’t hear you sing, my moon

They never heard my song

They can’t hear a thing, dear moon

They’re all but dead and gone.

 

(NASA)

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‘They called me theirs,
Who so controlled me;
Yet every one
Wished to stay, and is gone…’

Earth-Song, Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Moonsong

Singer of an unseen world

Dancer of a dream untold

Seer of unknown light

Love’s advocate and plight.

 

I moonbathe in your wild time

And in your song I find mine

Your parted lips melt away tears

Grief sighs gently in lunar ears.

 

Cocooned in your shimmering light

I see all beauty in your rapturous eyes

The night blanket of invisibility

Covering watchful you and sleepy me.