Moon woke me up last night. It was the middle of the night and I had been asleep for several hours. I sat up, fully awake, summoned by the pale,thin light of a full moon spilling across my bed in a wide swath. I looked into the light and listened to the night, wondering which oceans of the world were splashing tall and high against a weary beach, themselves turned into something they might not otherwise be at the bidding of the Lenten Moon. I thought of camels crossing the desert, limos on Las Vegas Boulevard, and the volcano at Kona all under the spell of the faint, yet unmistakably seductive full moon. Craziness.
Only a few moments passed before my big, woolly black dog began to bark. He, too, gets connected to things he can't quit shake off but being a dog, will get just a little more wild than an accountant might when the full moon calls him from a deep sleep.
He barks. And howls and cries. Then sleeps in the sun of the day that follows.
JBelle
Bellemaison
The 'Kan EWA
Sleeping in the sun of the day sounds decadently delightful. The moon kept me up too.
ReplyDeleteI saw that moon. I've seen that moon many times.
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful. It reminded me as I was driving home, how I gasped when I rounded a corner and there she was, the full moon. I loved your prose today.
ReplyDeleteI love that everyone all over the world, sees the same moon..... I saw your moon, just a little earlier thats all.... its strange to think as I stared at it, that only a few short hours later, you to would be staring at that same moon...
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That night the moon we all enjoyed cast a silvery pool of light on Lake Roosevelt. What a view from the deck!
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