The moon, ever a companion to me, has grown more friendly with closer acquaintance, a reminder of the loveliness of this world, of the waxing and waning of life, of light following darkness, of death and resurrection following each other in interminable succession. Ever changing, yet ever the same, i have watched it in its different phases and its many moods in the evening, as the shadows lengthen, in the still hours of the night and when the breath and whisper of dawn bring promise of the coming day...
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