I look at myself in the open pond
I see the moon too
It appears so close
I try to take it as if its mine.
Forming ripples in the water.

I turn around and see the distance,
Too far for me to even measure.
I know the distance,
I feel it in my gut.

I lay down on the grass,
Look into the sky,
I want to stay here forever.
But I need to get back to reality
A dreamer has to be a realist too.
I need to move on.
I need to go on.
I need to move forward.