Paper Moon
Across the firmament she rides
And rules the heavens, this silver queen
A paper moon she silently glides
Reigning benignly supreme
Remote, aloof with dignified mien
Reserved, the essence of tranquillity
Radiating her lucent gleam
Sailing the night sky into infinity
Detached, this muse, her surface seen
With cratered volcanoes long extinct
Mountains, valleys and lava stream
Far off still outlined quite distinct
As we gaze up so she looks down
With her cool hypnotic stare
Serenely regarding our earth below
Impervious to our mortal cares
Week by week she waxes and wanes
Gradually slipping behind earth's shadow
Once a month her full face revealed
Then diminishes to tender crescent narrow
Shedding her chilly radiance
She pulls our tides by gravitation
The rise and fall along the sea shore
Equalising the ocean's equation
Gazing up at this distant being
Its hard to believe with the passage of time
Though detached she appears from human fears
Men walked that ground in 1969
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