Sitting on the Moon
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It is spectacularly beautiful
Spun like a Christmas ornament
On a tree lit by the stars
One of so very many
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Evils become small
And factions fall away
Into the nothingness beyond
Blown by stellar winds
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A fragile orb of blue and white
Imperfectly perfect
As distance gives safety
From the troubles in the dirt
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Making snow angels in the dust
That traces every moment touched
A lifeless place from which to see
All that life can be, save unity
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I never want to leave this place
See the horrors face to face
When the world looks so perfect
Sitting on the moon
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commonsensiblyspeaking 
it’s a good and safe perspective from the moon – well said
Thanks Beth!
good…reminds me of STANDING ON THE MOON by the Grateful Dead
Certainly, a similar perspective. Thank you for your kind comment!
Beautiful poem Brad!
Thank you, Joy!
Lovely again. Thanks.
Thank you, Selma!
Imperfectly perfect-yes! Beautiful.
Thank you, Bridgette!
This reminds me of a bert and ernie sketch from way back when
I guess that counts for something…
It counts for everything and so do you!
it would be nice to be able to see the forest through the trees…
Agreed. Thanks, Jim!