She called to me last night and again at 4am this morning, both times, I stood in silent awe. Out of respect I wrote this, tonight, she will be full. Funny how I think of her as a “She” when everyone says, “Man in the Moon.” ~ I wonder if she minds.
The Moon, The Earth And Me ~ a short poem by Katrina Curtiss 6/5/2020
As I stood on the earth and looked at the moon
I thought to myself, there must be room
For everyone to live in peace and harmony
For everyone to have enough and live in dignity
For as sure as every night must fall
There must be enough for us all
And as sure as everyday meets the sun
There must be enough for everyone
As we look to space as the final frontier
Shouldn’t we look to be able to live here?
We treat and dirty this earth like a teen-agers room
And then when it’s too much we’ll move to the moon
We pollute and we loot, take more than we need
And do nothing as we watch the earth bleed
On my own little street, in my own little town
With nobody up, no one around
I got down on me knees, looked up to the sky
And promised to be better, promised to try
To take better care of this planet of mine
Mother Earth, Child of the Moon, until the end of time.
Today’s Musing: “In the silence of the night, I heard the earth softly weeping” ~ Katrina Curtiss #girlwithguitar #allplanetsmatter #ChildoftheMoon
