I'm heading to the Moon!

    Since I was a little girl, I was in love with wind, the land, and the proximity of the moon.

Her glowing face shed just enough grace to soothe my tears in its quiet light. 

I felt the depth of her passion, her longing, her loneliness, her strength. I sought the eyes of her face; along with their color, and holding smile.

She traced me along the footprint I patted down; little girl beating brown; a tiny hand of mud.