The lake outside is so satisfying to watch. The tiny whisper of wind breaks the glassy ness of the water. And there is the moon. No longer full but still glistening bright. It is so pretty.
I stepped outside and found it colder than I expected but still air filled with cleanness. Really pure somehow.
I kept watching the night world, no sound from the water. Midnight stillness. stillness.
Come out and see this. My moon is your moon. Our moon is everyone’s moon. North-South-West~East. Remember. It’s our moon.
We are one.
Bobbie Giltz McGarey
Azle, TX @2021
The Spirit Will Tell You 