On Top

On top of the moon,

running in place

amazed –

how did I get here?



another dream comes and goes –

a smile around the universe –

in harmony

one vision takes shape,



a fantasy

out of icy coldness –

a jade refuge emerges,

with time,



with keen bearing of time –

new life wanderer

out of old places,

never the same again –



I look down at the earth rising,

all the while I am smiling-

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