Tonight on my way home I got off the bus that goes up Madison Avenue and
caught sight of the moon when I turned east to walk toward home. It
stopped me in my tracks. What a beautiful sight tonight! It was as
bright as a bare lightbulb. Much more interesting though with that face
in the moon showing. It seemed so close and felt like a magnet pulling
me as far east as I could walk because I imagined once I got to the
river surely I'd be able to pluck it down, look it over closely, toss it
around a little maybe, and then put it back so it would keep shining on
y'all too. So how does the moon just hang there anyway? Oh, yeah,
something about orbits and gravity and all that stuff, but that doesn't
explain how tonight the moon looked so odd and dramatically alone as it
lit up all the thick clouds around it that were sometimes pausing, but
mostly flying past. The moon showed them the way.
Or so it seemed :-)
Debra Shea
in NYC, and obviously affected by all the dreams I've been reading about
NP: Dave Matthews, Live at Luther College, Seek Up
catman wrote:
> There was here too. I left my bedroom cutrtains open. it gave a nice
> light.
>
> [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
>
> > In a message dated 3/9/01 10:10:02 AM Eastern Standard Time,
> > [EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:
> >
> > << Is there a full moon or something?
> > >>
> > There was indeed.
