Departure
/I danced between the moonbeams and their silver satined light
Cast troubled thoughts aside while giving wings to mind for flight
Grabbing at the nearest stars to gain the heaven’s heights
Avoiding looking back towards chaotic earthly sights.
Each point of light, a hopeful thought, a speck which might provide
Some answers to the questions which the cosmos tries to hide
Beyond the timeless darkness where man’s physics are applied
To reach an understanding of the ways our souls are tried.
The beauty of mind’s journey, as I pass the Milky Way,
My mortal thoughts now shed in piles about my feet of clay
Mind streaking supersonic into night without a day
A pleading wish for time to stop, allowing me to stay.
My soul seems slowed and heavy, pulled by Lunar tidal force
Dragged back upon our sorrowed sphere, resuming normal course
Attempting to behave the way our social norms endorse
My memory of moonbeam’s dance, a bit of sad remorse.
I sometimes wonder if the stars take time to think of me
While I gaze into their millions, yet just pick out one to see
Perhaps a star to wish upon, a prayer on bended knee
Its light my hope of peace on Earth for all humanity.
By James Geehring
From: United States