Telescope Eyes

March 10, 2015

I have seen the moon

How many times have I seen the moon?

One hundred? One thousand?

I have seen the moon many times

But tonight as I lie under the sky

And dream of dancing among the stars

I focus my eye on the heavens above

And it all seems closer than before

I study the moon through telescope eyes

And for the very first time

I see the cracks and craters

That cover her face

Her distance and glow once hid her scars

The moon who lives alone

She is so much more beautiful

Now that I see her flaws

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