The Moon.

The moon slips silently into view
On this warm dark evening
Huge, round and bright
As I watch it climb the heavens
I wonder
How many generations before
Have gazed the same gaze
And felt the same wonder.

Its never changing
Stoic face
Orbiting since creation
Has seen it all
Dinosaurs and Leviathans
The Ark of Noah
Alone on the waters

Civilizations rise again
Pharaohs and Pyramids
Kings and Prophets
David and Bathsheba
Under its full gaze

The birth of its Creator
That night in Bethlehem
His teachings and travels
And at last
Crucifixion and Death
It must have wept
To see that empty cross
Stained with blood.

Wars and Uprisings
Destruction
Earthquakes and Volcanoes
Tsunamis
The rise and fall of nations

The progress of man
From beginning
To present
From mankind's first steps
To those that landed
On its foreign surface
From stone tools
And animal skins
To computers
And department stores

Murder and hatred
From the very start
Cain and Abel
Lies and evil
Crime continues
From mans heart

Lust and Love
Hearts meeting
Silently, some secretly
Embraces and kisses
Under its moonlit spell

It has seen it all
But never changes
Watching and waning
Expressionless
Changeless