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Conversations with the Moon

Often times I’ll see her when I least expect it. Through the crack in the window, full bellied and ripe. Or sometimes in the middle of the night as I turn over on my side, I open my eyes just enough to see her silver shade dusting the world below her. I always smile. And she always smiles back.

What is it about Mother Moon that ignites our bodies and spirits with iridescent blood and stillness? What about that hazy home in the sky depicts wonder and imagination from its cosmic bodies on earth?

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