Can we go to the Moon

It’s a chilly night, where the wind waltzes, where

lack of light is comforting like an unseeable friend.

It’s the time when she comes out, high above the

ground and in the black starry sky.

The moon is high up in the somber vacant sky,

people can either go give into their peaceful

slumber or stare at her undoubting beauty. She

sparks wonder and hope just by existing, many

troubled by their life would look up at her and wish

to go over to her. Wish that life up at the moon

would be nothing less than a dream.

An enchanting life, they could run away from their

hurdles and just let their laughter loose to rumble

in their chest. They could breath leisurely without

anything chasing after them.

If only she were touchable...