Borderless & Uninterrupted

 

Man walked on the Moon,

53 years ago, today; July 20, 1969.

 

A collaborative effort of colossal

achievement undertaken by men and

women of such different backgrounds,

histories and beliefs, making something

that seemed like an impossible dream,

become a reality.

 

And today we can’t even agree

on anything.

Or at least, anything of consequence.

Or whether a Hot Dog is a sandwich

or not.

Is it?

 

I’d like to get back to the Moon,

so we can see the Earth for what it is;

one planet, inhabited by hundreds

of thousands of different species and

lifeforms.  

 

Borderless and uninterrupted by

the arbitrary map lines drawn by

long dead monarchies or diplomats,

and as a true single planet, adrift, in a

void.

Lonely.

 

The great discoveries are still out

there, and yet; they are here too,

right on our own blue dot.

In the eyes and hearts of our fellow humans,

as we do our best to navigate the isolated

Earth.

 

The collaborative discoveries of acceptance and

love, to be worked on by so many, shared and

embraced, to be marveled upon with equal awe.

As any space exploration dream come true.

 

The Moon, staring down at us,

working on the tides,

helping out with gravity,

wondering if we’ll ever visit again,

and if we’ll ever get our shit together

enough so we can.