A Poem about Dr Edgar Mitchell
Astronaut and Gnostic.
Dr Mitchell stood on the moon.
Flicked some switches.
Stood on the moon.
Grey dust and footprints.
For a star spangled flag.
He viewed a blue marble
In star spangled skies.
On the fall back.
He fell in love.
With that precious blue marble.
All brown dust and footprints.
A switch flicked.
Flags seemed less spangled.
The stars spangled still.