He pauses for a moment

looking up as if suddenly remembering

his mission for being here.

He's frowning,

perhaps I'm frowning too.

We mirror sometimes I know,

that's what people say

but there's something else

in this pale blue light,

he looks like a stranger,

an astral traveller with

with his white suit tightly

fastened up to his chin,

arrived on the shores of this

very early morning.

He’s deep in concentration

fathoming now just as I am

how to capture these first

moments of contact.