Late Night Musings
I've often enjoyed looking out the window of an evening and starring at the moon. There is something magical about watching the light beam through my window onto my covers; nights when the full moon is out, I can sometimes make out the dust particles in its soft beam of light. Other nights, clouds have me thinking I'm watching a theater production, acting as curtains. Every now and then, when they float away, they reveal the protagonist for the evening, the moon. Such bliss. 19th-February 2014, was the night I lay sleepily starring at the moon. There was a warmth to my thoughts, though, I can't quite remember what they were about. I said a little prayer and shut my eyes. I took in a deep breath and let it out, as if to be sighing. I closed my eyes and let the warm glow of the moon caress me to sleep. I drifted into the place of dreams quietly... peacefully. Such moments in life are a joy to me. To some a small experience, for me a miracle. Perhaps, I'm getting older...