man in the moon

I tripped on my shoelace
and fell up,
my shoes falling off as
I tumbled through a bundle of cumulus clouds,
with soon-to-be raindrops
spilling through my cupped hands.

I rose to the sun to dry my damp hair before
returning home
taking a spin on Saturn’s halos
then floating toward Earth’s moon.

I stopped of course to chat a while
with the Man.
He offered me a moon beam
to zip line back to Earth.

I landed as a reflection
in a puddle by my shoes.
I slipped them on,
tied the laces
and stood on the firm ground of Earth,
a twinkling star itself to other spheres.


Originally posted April 21, 2016

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