I Express Myself Through Writing
The Moon.
Looking up at the moon last night, I was wondering why it’s up there, always, when we all should be in our beds, sleeping. What is the purpose of the moon, I wonder. Is it to light up the night? To reflect the Sun’s light, caressing our souls while dreaming? Or is it about the water, when all fishes should be sleeping but the tides of their homes need to be checked constantly under Earth’s control? Hmm, what would be Earth without the moon, I assume, it would be too dark without any hope and life. Our hopes. I don’t want to get to the scientific terms, like the gravitational pull of the moon controls the rise and fall of tides on Earth and slows the planet's rotation…Nah, not like that. What if the moon is the living light that never gets turned off? Shining upon us with its hope and smile, even when we sleep, even when the light turns into dark? The creation and the sustained force of the moon is marvelous as a mother’s love. Unconditional love. When we wake up in the middle of the night, the moon is always up there, shining in the darkness, taking care of us.
Looking up at the moon last night, I was wondering why it’s up there, always, when we all should be in our beds, sleeping. What is the purpose of the moon, I wonder. Is it to light up the night? To reflect the Sun’s light, caressing our souls while dreaming? Or is it about the water, when all fishes should be sleeping but the tides of their homes need to be checked constantly under Earth’s control? Hmm, what would be Earth without the moon, I assume, it would be too dark without any hope and life. Our hopes. I don’t want to get to the scientific terms, like the gravitational pull of the moon controls the rise and fall of tides on Earth and slows the planet's rotation…Nah, not like that. What if the moon is the living light that never gets turned off? Shining upon us with its hope and smile, even when we sleep, even when the light turns into dark? The creation and the sustained force of the moon is marvelous as a mother’s love. Unconditional love. When we wake up in the middle of the night, the moon is always up there, shining in the darkness, taking care of us.
