I Applaud The Moon
Boyfriend pointed it out to me. A slight, butter-colored arc appearing over the Verdugo Mountains. A full, bountiful moon, introducing itself into the lavender sky. Just as the pale, gentle dusk had begun to fall, the winter moon was on the rise. Boyfriend suggested that we wait awhile, just until the moon cleared the highest ridge.
It was a quick climb. Every time I blinked my eyes, it seemed that a little more of that expansive, freshly-churned star had squeezed itself from behind the darkening mountains. In less than ten minutes it was clearly visible, stepping onto the wide, celestial stage.
I wonder who else was watching. Really, it was so slow and deliberate - an almost private act in the expanse of the purple evening sky. Yet at the same time it was unavoidable and wonderful...like watching someone smile to himself.
It was so grand, I had to applaud.
So, ladies and gentlemen, I give you the Winter Moon, the Cold Moon, the Long Nights Moon...thank you so much, it'll be here all month.
Comments
Riss - it was really too marvelous to be just a nightly event, just to go through its moon-like motions...yet it was. That's what was so stunning about it.
pyrit - applause, bowing...somehow the moon commands respect, don't you think?
DKN - just look up; the sky follows you, always.
Annie - thank you; nothing like a bit of planetary entertainment to lift the spirits.
Doug - when we go whale-watching, after a particularly wonderful sighting, I want to cheer but I've learned to keep quiet as I worry about startling their cetacean-like sensibilities.
Beautiful.
Thank-you for helping me to experience this from the comfort of my chair, here in London.
And, here's a round of applause to all those who take the time to stand in awe of these beautiful things that so many are not even aware of.