Looking at the Moon through Binoculars
Perfectly round
the moon comes into focus,
luminous, haloed,
almost close enough to touch.
In this lunar landscape
there are mountains, craters
highlands and valleys,
the Sea of Tranquility,
the Ocean of Storms.
Three days’ journey
catapulted through
the blackness of space
past comets, stars
and satellites to reach
my destination.
I’d land on the bright side
of the moon,
my boots sinking into
silvery dust, soft like snow,
I’d jump over moon rocks,
check for signs of life,
then I’d turn to face the earth,
blue and green and beautiful
and I would wave.