Bathed in the Light of the Moon

I was bathed in the light from the car; serendipitously, the car was bathed in the light of the moon.

I slowly raised my face toward the sky, dark save the luminescent glow. I stared in wonder. Until that moment, I had not understood the moon’s mystical pull.

I yearned to spent the entire night exploring a world drenched in moonlight, seeing how some shapes radiated  with luminescence.  while other shapes hid in the shadows.

I yearned to follow the moon as it traversed the sky.  Because I knew.

I knew that when the night was over and the sun reigned supreme, the moon’s magic would be gone.

Carpe Diem,

Jack