January 13, 2014 by Cynthia
Winter twilight, moonrise in the eastern sky. High above coniferous trees, Luna promises spring. You have seen it before.
So distant in space, so close at heart.
The promise of everything in the company of nothing.
Posted in Psycho-Bubbles, Reflections on the everyday | Tagged The moon, twilight | Leave a Comment
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