As I stare at the moonlight looking up to the sky. I wonder of my souls experience as it has gazed over this land and others. Sometimes wishing, yearning for a place that may live within the confounds of this life or all the next. Past and future, everything the same but different.
The moonlight strikes up above with the clouds graciously bouncing around the its centerpiece. Ebbing to and frow in a way that if you stare too long it becomes a story book façade.
I pull my pen to paper grasping at the moments I want to remember forever. Perhaps in this body, in this experience, it was all about celebrating the moment. Being in the moment learning how to savior rather than reach for; even when it feels so right.
I widen my peripherals so I can take more of the sky in. Open, serene, eerily other wordily. I shut my eyes and found my body swimming through countless memories staring up at the sky. Moments spread through continents, space, and lifetimes. The dense feeling of my heartbeat shot love for more beauty than my eyes could transmute. Swaying palm trees in the breeze, snowcap mountains creaking in the wind, high rise buildings and sunshine beating on my face. How grateful for the amount of moments that rush back to me by tipping my head to the sky.
As I stare at the moonlight looking up to the sky.
I am reminded of my souls experience as it has gazed over this land and others. Click the links below to connect on Social Media
Dawn Xx
