makes us feel romantic?
makes us feel connected?
makes us stare in wonder?
Is it the magical way it paints the ordinary
and makes it... extraordinary
bathing us in its light?
Or is it the comfort of having such a big round ball reflecting its glow into the darkness of our night?
I love the moon, to me it represents the Feminine, the Ruler of the tides.
I enjoy lunar celebrations, Easter and Chinese New Year.
When I look up at the shining globe, I don't see a man in the moon. I see a smile, a smile that says:
the Universe is at peace. What do you see?