Moon

Walking on the beach late at night looking for sea turtles or some sort of life.

I look up at the moon shining.

Brilliant and luminous.

If you close one eye and look up at it, it’s never bigger than your thumb.

No matter how far apart we are or seem to be I wonder if you ever look up into the night sky and see the same moon as me.

Just knowing we share that much together is comforting.

Each wave is crashing onto one another continuously.

It never stops.

Leaving my mark on this seashore as my little feet make a path going up and down and around to the pier.

To my spot on the sand.

To the waves that move faster and faster towards my toes.

I’ve written down these precious words.

And as I walk down to the sea I let the water lap up around my ankles and tear out those words and release them.

They float away…

To where they will go I don’t know.

Will they sink to the ocean floor to be read by the fishes of the reef?

Or will they wash up to your shore where you will read them?

All I know is that those words belong to the sea now.

I’m free from them and the weight they held on me.

The big moon still shines down on the water and glistens bright.

Just remember this my dear lovely…

We both see the same moons bright radiant light.

Let it bring you back to me.6540274-208-k417046

Walking on the beach late at night looking for sea turtles or some sort of life.

I look up at the moon shining.

Brilliant and luminous.

If you close one eye and look up at it, it’s never bigger than your thumb.

No matter how far apart we are or seem to be I wonder if you ever look up into the night sky and see the same moon as me.

Just knowing we share that much together is comforting.

Each wave is crashing onto one another continuously.

It never stops.

Leaving my mark on this seashore as my little feet make a path going up and down and around to the pier.

To my spot on the sand.

To the waves that move faster and faster towards my toes.

I’ve written down these precious words.

And as I walk down to the sea I let the water lap up around my ankles and tear out those words and release them.

They float away…

To where they will go I don’t know.

Will they sink to the ocean floor to be read by the fishes of the reef?

Or will they wash up to your shore where you will read them?

All I know is that those words belong to the sea now.

I’m free from them and the weight they held on me.

The big moon still shines down on the water and glistens bright.

Just remember this my dear lovely…

We both see the same moons bright radiant light.

Let it bring you back to me.

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