The Place Called

I know a place

Where no one else goes.

This place is lovely,

Without prejudice or

Oppressive tendencies.

Few people have ever been there,

But signs of them remain

Forever imprinted

In the landscape.

This place may scare some,

Others may call it just

A piece of the heavens.

Aye, I know of it,

But I don’t think I’ll take you there.

I can’t even take myself, yet.

Some day,

I’ll go to this place.

I will revel in the silence

And beauty of everything.

I will look at everything else

So far away,

Such a comfortable distance.

To look at it,

You would think that

This place changes every day,

But it truly stays the same.

Tricks of the light,

Are still tricks just the same.

Always keep that in mind.

For all this build up,

You may be disappointed.

I never was much of a salesman,

But I can’t hide my love

For this place, in particular.

This place is called Moon.

Now I’ll take me away.