Reaching for the Moon

Something inside me
wants to touch the moon,
to walk past the million stars
that guard entry from the earth.

I want to clear the shadows
that trail across its face and wake
renewed, before the flood, before
the tree. I want to float free

of everything, especially gravity;
I want to dance with a moonbeam.
Instead, I sit with my back to the wall
and dream.

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