The Lament
February 6, 2013
The New Accountant
February 6, 2013

The Moon

Give me room to touch the moon.
A tranquillity, a peace that is profound;
To experience in depth the here and now;
And far beyond the limits of what we know.
Give me space to unfurl my wings and fly;
The freedom of spirit to explore
The depths of the self still unknown,
Fan like unfold, another dimension untold.
Give me a clear uncluttered place,
Free from crude messages from machines and
Away from harsh voices, absurd rules and
Petty bureaucratic mazes, that stifle strangle and
Give me time, to find what I must;
Although the quest seems so obscure.
To discover a new world, not here;
Returning with gifts, unimaginable.