I stared out my window at the moon
it seemed to stare back at me.
I imagined the face I saw in the moon was you.
I wanted to ask so many things. I began an awkward conversation with the moon, but it felt so comfortable to me.
We shared a moment.
Remembering. Understanding.
I knew the moon when I was young & niave and although so many years have passed we remain timeless, unchanged souls.
The moon has seen me in good times and bad, happry times and sad, we have seen each other through many seasons and for so many reasons without prejudice. The love and respect that we share has no need for actions or words its just there, and is the one constant. The moon is so moody and changeable though, sometimes bright and full, other times just slight glimmers and to expect it to remain is sure to lead to diappointment. But the moons soul and mine they intertwine.
Realization
After a while the moon lulled me to sleep like a lullaby. Basking in the glow of the moonbeams not wanting to wake up, wishing the night would last much longer than it did, knowing with morning light my friend the moon would be gone again, leaving me to drift through another day alone.
The moon is so seductive and calls to me. The moon has no power over me, though comforting and understanding when I feel the need. I will not be swayed. I refuse to compromise so I remain true to myself and continue on my path throughout the day knowing it will come and go again.
The moon will always be comforting but unchanging as I continue on. Although we will remain unconditional, I no longer feel enchanted. Something is lost or may never have been found. I search the days but do not feel and begin to wonder if I ever will. Throughout the days I miss my friend and long for the night with comforts once again, only to realise it is vain.
Tags: Renee Talley
