Tonight I chased the moon.

I pursued it down the main road.
Followed it down side streets.

Raced towards the horizon, where the land meets the sky.

Thought I had it cornered and captured when I ventured on foot into a field.

Yet it remained aloof and evasive.

One step ahead, millions of miles away, never out of sight, always out of reach.

Making a fool of me, yet I followed it still….