Saturday, August 20, 2011
The Moon is Old
The moon is old now, shrinking, hunched over as if it wants to lay the burden down. Illumination is dimming. Sad. Yet, it is the cycle. One day the moon will give it all up. The moon will wan and wan until it wans itself away. It will be dark in the transition. Yet, in the darkness something tiny and brand new will be birthed. It will start off as a sliver, but it will grow, it will wax and it will catch the light until it reflects more and becomes full.
For now, the moon is old and creeps away.