Dec 02, 2004 01:10
Dearest Journal,
Believe me when I tell you it is not easy to console the moon.
When I drive home, the sky usually sleeps peacefully on the tops of trees and buildings. Not tonight. The sky seemed restless. Its moon appeared to be mad at something. Burnt orange & half-broken. Looked like someone or something took a huge bite out of it for an early evening snack. Takes a lot of nerve to do that.
The sky's moon has never treated us with disdain. Never ridiculed us for things we didn't deserve. Does not swallow us up like an ocean. Cannot undertow us like a river. Will not give us cancer like the sun. Is not going to errupt like a volcano. It can't even tell a lie. It's always there. Sure, it may have its dark days every now and then. That's okay. Who doesn't feel like hiding every now & then?
-Me-