"Greetings From the Moon"

#0088. Standing above it all. The Earth in tilt and spinning, pulling her world in orbit. She raises the Sea up. She lets it recede. There is such peacefulness here. The light of the universe is so clear. Blue and green fade to dull brown. She can watch the ants eat themselves. Here she is the Queen she was always meant to be. She sits on a throne of ancient mineral. The halo of stars is her crown.