"Go slowly, my lovely moon, go slowly."
Khaled Hosseini
Since childhood, I have watched the moon gracefully glide across the sky. It has been a presence I could count on in spite of shifting in size with the lunar phases. It was where I placed my secrets, encouraged by its warm glow.
In adulthood, I added the stars to my vigil with the moon. I would beam light up to these glistening portals, believing they were doorways to higher realms. In return, I would feel their energy shining back down upon me with enlightenment and glee.
Now aging, the moon and the stars are increasingly comforting. They are a presence embracing my thoughts and uplifting my speculative dreams. Reflections of peace and brilliance beam from the Full Moon, as I await for my soul to be propelled back home.
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