From my front door there’s a path to the moon
That nobody seems to see
Tho it’s marked with stones & grass & tress
There’s nobody sees it but me.
You walk straight ahead for ten trees or so
Turn left at the robin’s song
Follow the sound of the deer drink from the pond.
You take a right turn as the river bends
Then where the clouds touch the earth
Close your left eye & count up to ten
While twirling for all that you’re worth.
And if you keep walking right straight ahead
Clambering over the clouds
Saying your mother’s & father’s names
Over & over out loud.
You’ll come to the place where moonlights born
The place where the moonbeams hide
And visit all of the crater sites
On the dark moon’s secret side.
From my front door there’s a path to the moon
That nobody seems to see
Tho it’s marked with stones & grass & trees
No one sees it but you & me.