Stop To Gaze Up At The Moon

I stop to gaze up at the moon

And listen to its somber tune

Hum  to me a quiet note

As in the air it softly floats


I watch the note fall down the stars

Watch it trickle bars and bars

Finally to me it reached

To stop and sit a while to preach



To tell me tales of moonlit nights

Boast itself a star of bright

Tell of travels through the sky

Coming down the belt Ori

Seems to us a paradise

On Camelopardalis

Though it seems unfair to us
He vacations in Aquarius
His message brought to me is clear

As he whispers in my ear



“Of distance traveled surely long

Do not forgot the path foregone

Though forlorn of thorny prong

The moon will sing its breathy song”