An acne faced moon with a flat obscure
smile, dusted silver with infinity.
Curtain clouds shadow the face, its image
teasing earth followers with glimpses
of a rock half cold, half hot.
The far side of outer space is jealous
of earths circling daughter, the faithfulness,
a never ending bond.
Pull on the tides. Hold the hand of gravity.
Go around in silence. You’re heavenly
place is approved.