who knew the most ordinary part of the sky
took hold in the depths of every single mind.
they say curiosity killed the cat,
but in truth, it only brought an intensity that matched the sun.
that pearly orb, sitting among the velvet sky of diamonds
possessed centuries worth of tales, fantasies and legends about its inexplicable story.
there were thousands of pages praising the moon,
hundreds more debating whether its cracks, shadows and crevices
mar or enhance the beauty of that silver satellite.
yet, so few, wondered what lies hidden on the other side.
maybe, the moon kept that side for itself.