Last night I took a photo of the Moon. (above) As I marvelled at her landscape, I thought of the one inside my mind.
The Moon’s beams are not her own but those reflected from the sun. Have we become the moon and forgotten there is the sun. Have we relinquished the light that exists inside us, to rely on the cast of others? Are our ideas our own, or like the rays from the Moon, an illusion from an foggy, bumpy mirror?
The amount of light from the Moon depends on the point of its orbit; just like us and our point of view. Depending on the angle reflected from, things may seem darker than they are.
When the moon is at is closest it becomes a Supermoon, Twenty percent brighter and clearer, but most of all; full. It is wonderful to be that close to another, that they brighten your life this way! But we are…
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