On the far side of the moon
the unknown keeps its secrets
stars seem in a complete swoon
losing contact with other planets
no gravity to bring them together
or human to fall them apart
Is the outer space jealous of the weather
of earth or urging creatures to depart?
No invitation messages are clearly sent
or signs of hospitality are generously delivered
astronauts have appeared to be bent
on giving signals to the galaxy to be remembered
what makes the unknown space so impressive?
how is the dark side of the moon so inviting?
Maybe life on earth becomes too depressive
Perhaps the alternative world is worth visiting
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem