Let's go to the Moon!

The Moon

The Moon is feminine - you are quite right
She's looking just so cool and beautiful tonight.
You look quite hard, you see the knowing spirit;
The glowing spirit
A thing quite cold and sharp; but righteous:

A clean and pure embodiment of light.

The Moon is asking us to be
With Her:
She's lonely, and she hopes to have a mate
She watches, and she sorrows; and she waits.

Where are those valiant spirits?

Where are are those gentle Men?
The Questers and the Seekers:
The searchers for the truth?
Where are the Men of yesteryear:
-Those knights in shining armour;
Those emissaries of light
The crisp and clear and shining dance

Of horses white?

The moon is waiting patiently for us
She's waited now for o so very long
She lives the now - and she is waiting still
Let's seperate ourselves from ourselves

And go to the moon.