“The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand.” ~ Frederic Lawrence Knowles
The moon is full tonight and so is my mood. I don’t know if it is the gravitational pull of the “Supermoon” (scientists say ‘no’), or the loss of an important man that is finally sinking in.
Jackson and I ventured out last night to view it, knowing that it would be shielded by clouds this evening.
We enjoyed each other’s company as dark settled in to the field, and the moon did not disappoint.
So many eyes trained upon a single spectacle in one weekend; a reminder of just how small our world really is.
“Those are the same stars, and that is the same moon, that look down upon your brothers and sisters, and which they see as they look up to them, though they are ever so far away from us, and each other.” ~ Sojourner Truth
You see the marks on its surface from collisions made centuries ago. They are a reminder of just how fragile this planet of our is. It’s a pity that we can’t seem to find a way to appreciate its beauty in peaceful co-existence.
“There is nothing you can see that is not a flower;
there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.” ~ Matsuo Basho
Gardens For Goldens 