Neil Armstrong, Human,
First to step upon the moon,
Rest now, in the stars.

[ August 5, 1930 - August 25, 2012 ]

In the night, a voice; whispers echoing silent truths. Knowing, feeling, free.
Words shaped by moon light, paths cross in their dancing flight, gentle peace finds life.
The discord quiets, stilled by a shy lover's touch, the world is made new.

When love fills your heart
Tranquility then resides
Joy is in being