Nebula

Where did we come from?

Moon a pale shape in night sky

Desolate landscape there is seen

Nothing moves across its surface

Quietness reigns

Turning slowly so it seems

A sliver quarter half 

Then full once more

As it moves round

Home to beings of a different kind

Settled there so long ago

Billions of years indeed

But time not measured as we do

High initiates came unto

Watching earth so carefully

Awareness following all who dwelt

Below on earth

Waiting they to espy

Those who choose a higher path

Leaving behind cause and effect

Becoming cause entirely

Holy secrets of the mystery schools

Various aspects of the moon

In man twenty-eight nerves from spinal cord

Stem from positions of the moon

Twenty -eight days it takes to return

To its first form

Cosmic forces aligning again

Author's Note

I keep forgetting to add punctuation...
Do poems have punctuation throughout, or am I just thinking too hard?