Fly Me to the Moon...

Lovely Luna- nighttime's mystical orb you've been called silvery and yellow- a glowing white, a lumiscent reflector- celestial light. To reach you one needs to glance at infinity view with the very eyes of God. And a journey to your pockmarked, barren surface involves a plunge into darkness- the blackest of black yet with the speckling of glittering stars- It is a flight into the enveloping unknown, a mystery mingling curiosity with fear, with wonder... Yet there is too, the comfort of something primal- almost as old as time.