I walked out to see the big moon through branches and wires and then clear sky
pulsing out there a glowing image of unique dry scapes
and I felt my small self on its surface remembered photos and images of moon lands and could feel myself there a tiny existence experiencing its vast distances its journeys and its strangeness
and similar barren lands down here endless rocks dry mountains boulders cliffs and waterless landscapes
how friendly these places I walk through peopled by plants