View from the Moon
I hereby propose a poem written by a participant to our R+ meeting, to pay a tribute to our wonderful week together, so dense in experiences and learning. For a tribute in prose by Yours, you can look here , whereas an analytical account of the meeting can be found here . The poem is totally unedited and, so, comes across as extremely genuine . Enjoy ! Forget what you know about the world it is more than green and blue, I’ve seen the view, From the moon. It started when I climbed aboard a giant’s chest And then onto his shoulders I saw the world stretch out before me My eyes as wide as my heart could grow Alas, In time I grew discontent and the horizon caught my eye I wondered what lay beyond And noticed the wise man’s arm ascend He curled His hand into a fist And extended a finger to make a point I crouched along his arm and hand And placed my head down low I looked to where the pointer pointed And then the moon presented a glowing mirror show With my eyes asquint I saw some th...