The Moon

Gazing up I sit here and begin to ponder

There is no doubt, but so much wonder

That the moon appears in such low light

A mystical, powerful, captivating sight

But comforting to know you are not alone

In gazing at something on your own

For across the world on faraway shores

Are a billion other people with eyes like yours

Who find comfort in holding this knowledge so tight

That the same moon sits in every sky at night