IF I COULD STAND ON THE MOON


  From up so high, beyond what Is sky, what I might
  See,

  Below, motionless oceans, a creation of what was 
  Dreamed.

  The universe from all around, before these amazed eyes,


  From where I stand, the earth could sit In my hand, 
  Visualize.

  If I could stand on the moon, then the stars I might touch,


  A comet speeding on by, a ride on It, perhaps In my mind.


  Darkness stays here with me, as I am In a far off land,


  What lives up here all dances In rhythm, like a quiet song.


  Run I could not, but float like a balloon would be this man,


  If I could stand on the moon, then I would be on top of the 
  World.


                                          Keith Garrett