soaring high br with wings stretched many times br and alert eyes open wide br until it landed.....landed in the surface... br br the moon br the lovely moon br with deep craters on its face br and stone-like sands br with no air to breath... br br the world waited br as the struggle clasp the universe br curious, wandering, aware br like a slipper waken in the night br by a far away sound br a moment sent more than understood br one small step for man br and a gigantic record for mankind... br br the voice of an eagle br sounds like trumpet in heaven br flashing like stars in the sky br conveying convincing br of a simple eagle that can soar br to the eventful phenomenon br where no one can reach br by its normal distinction... br br the world is waiting br for the eagle’s return br to shout for its success br to prove that there’s no such place like moon...