Eclipse 18 by Bob May
There’s a moon in the blue sky forever chasing the sun.
Is this lunacy? Circling, month after month, about something so full of life, and its tides ebb and flow for you; yet it is that thing that is so far away and eternally out reach that makes you shine.
Here’s to free-falling, and magnetism, and breathlessness.
Here’s to you, missed connections.
–your blue skies moon
Her Two Cents
And every once in awhile (on average, twice a year), it appears to us that the sun and the moon cross paths, that the timeless chase pauses for a moment of intersection, a moment of magic, beauty, and awe. Not terribly unlike missed connections, or poetry, or random creative habits. Here’s to you (and you, and you, and…).
More light. Sun, and moon.
The movement from magnetism, and breathlessness, to magic, beauty, and awe is lovely harmony.
Thank you.