Up and Over

We people, how we strive and search
to understand, to have and hold
things that seem so far from reach.

To understand the way the moon sings
or how the cool breeze can
cling

To sit an watch the contrasts so bold
as a ladybird on fresh grass
or the point where the white of snow
and black of night meet
without a single seam.

To embrace life
and love
and wonderment

But oh, to be over the moon and back again
what's more to do it five times.
Never will you see a smile so pure
nor a heart so full
as one that has been over the moon
and back again
five times.