Underneath the sun
Under a white windowsill, on a beat
The moon, in all its phases
Awakens
Bringing peace
Underneath the day
And near a white window, day at the beach
The moon and all that glistens
It listens
Brings me peace
Beyond the glass and the screen
The moon smiles back at me
Eyes squint lovingly
The captain’s out to sea
Somehow, lost in the stars
Smiling skies
Shaking hips
Pulling blankets
Rocketships
Underneath the calm
Inside the white water, out of reach
The moon, so slowly stretching
Not wrecking
Bringing peace
Underneath the shade
Dusted in white dapple see-through scenes
The moon, it welcomes morning
No warning
Brings me peace
this is your life chuck johnson 