I feel the shape of the moon with my eyes,
It is so round like a wheel of a chariot;

I feel the size of the moon with my eyes,
It is so small that it fits on my palm;

I feel the color of the moon with my eyes,
Its amber light blazes my lens;

I feel the weight of the moon with my eyes,
It is so light that it hangs in the air without string;

I feel the distance of the moon with my eyes,
It seems so close from where I stand.


Written By: Tri Tran
April 14, 2006