moon

the moon is there, grab it
hold it, bask in its waxen beauty tonight
while it is visible
calm yourself, stay strong
the fear you feel, all who have gone before you
know it's real

thousands lie in hospital beds
some paralyzed from neck down
some terminal cancer
some on death beds immobile
the moon shines still above those roofs

grab the moon with your eyes full free
hold it, emboss it on your skin
make a wish and a prayer to its mighty author
prince of peace,
rose of sharon,
lion of God release the captives

calm yourself, stay brave
tomorrow will be your turn and mine
the stars will always shine

tomorrow in the blink of an eye
the passing of time 
flies with each of your sighs

those that come later will each stand in your place
some will follow the moon and will cry
not in remembrance of you, but their youth
breathing soft words of love to their dears
long after you've left planet earth
crooning sweet songs by that heavenly sphere

grab the moon full with you eyes
hold it, its shades of white grey and blue, 
follow its gaze
consider its light, 
a quarter of million miles, floatation its flight
bathe in its ivory luster of light
freedom from gravity's plight
consider the thousands trapped in the night

see the moon full with its eyes
consider its tides, gravity's pull
its hues of orange and red
harbinger's dread