Poetry

Cry

When I cry,

I melt all the pieces

of you

in me,

and we flow into the world

like the beautiful river we are,

once again.

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Life

Moon and The Magic

Moon sat upon the edge of a cloud, dangling her feet in a manner of careless delight.

‘Sun?’ she said, as she casually tossed a star into the yellow of his shine.

‘Yes, Moon?’ Sun replied, careful to gaze at her just the way he knew she would like.

‘Do you believe in magic?’ Moon said, as she looked upon the Earth and imagined what wonder their joint rays might be producing below.

‘I believe in you, Moon.’

And with that, Sun smiled, knowing he’d given his precious Moon two answers in one.

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Life

Peace In The Sky

Sun looked at Moon and smiled.

‘Look, Moon, here is your story,’ Sun said, as he held up a shine much like his own bright golden rays.

Moon frowned, and drifted into the space where Sun held the golden droplet.

‘No, Sun. What you are showing me is not my story.’

And then she kissed his blazing cheek, and said to him this:

‘My story, Sun, is invisible to all but me. Others may think they see, but they do not. Because, Sun? No one has eyes that can reach inside of another.’

And as the two friends sat side by side, shining their own stories onto the world…each was at peace knowing they would never truly see the other.

Life

Shining Humans

‘Hello, Moon,’ said Sun, as he watched her rise above the sea to meet him in the orange sky.

‘Hello, dear Sun. Must we always meet like this? I’d rather hoped we might run, today.’

Sun looked at Moon and smiled.

‘Running is a human thing,’ said Sun, laughing at his fanciful friend. ‘If we were to run like the busy humans do…how would we shine as beautifully as we do?’

Moon thought of this and nodded. ‘Shining is quite lovely, isn’t it. Do humans shine like us, do you think?’

‘Some do. When they stop running,’ Sun replied. ‘And when one shines, usually the one beside them shines, too. So does the next, and the next, and the next until they’ve made a whole chain of humans as bright and shining as we are, sweet Moon.’

Oh, how lovely!’ said Moon, as she shone silver over the sea, wondering what a chain of bright, shining humans might look like.

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