Moon Dust

a layer of dust darkens the windowsill,
quietly, unobtrusively, wiped away with a rag.
that’s life on earth, live and let live.
at first the dust lay on the moon
as dust lays on your countertop,
then the impacts started, lofting dust upwards
hundreds of meters, creating kaleidoscopes
of reflected and scattered sunshine, earthshine,
dust dervish, now coating everything in its way.
then silence again and darkness.