The Moon

I’ve always identified with the moon symbolically, but I feel like it’s become more spirituality recently. 

The moon has life phases. She’s always changing. 

She moves oceans but not hard enough to cause harm. We depend on her, yet take her for granted. Shes a spectacle. Blood Moon. Super Moon. Eclipse Moon. My favorite,Crescent moon.

 I am the moon. 

Change is slow, life moves even slower. I’ve cried an ocean or two, I’m sure. I’ve change, yet things always feel consistently the same...or so I tell myself they are. People depend on me-but,maybe not so much anymore,as I’ve become a burden over the years/continue to distance
myself. I’ve been a public “spectacle” for a large amount of my life & never asked to be. 

The resemblance is there... 

Our moon goes through a lot...and despite being alone in the dark-no matter what phase of life she’s in, she still shines as bright as she can. 

*Thanks to you, Mr. Sun*

Perhaps the Sun is another life symbol I have yet to discover for myself. Maybe the sun symbolizes my courage & willpower to keep going? I donno...but one thing’s for sure.

I am the moon. 

5.19.20

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