Mooning around

There is something about the moon that makes me feel so humble. Whenever I look upwards at night in a cloudless sky, the moon would always come and greet me with its light. In lonely nights up atop the third floor, I could only do so much not to stop for hours and hours to admire it (and sleep outside).

It's sometimes the solitary object amidst the vast sky. It takes many forms and shapes. Some nights, I see it in a crescent shape. In others a half of a face. And still on some special nights, it would be full and glowing. If heaven permits it, the stars would accompany it serving sometimes as her crown and dress. In those kind of nights, it doesn't seem impossible to hold it in your hands and make it your moon.

The world is a brighter place after all when you think about it. Yes, there are wars, poverty and moral death happening everywhere. But you just have to look at the sky and search for the moon and other heavenly objects. Look at the moon, even if there are many craters in its surface, it still shines for others. Let's stop and look for the moon in each of us. Though we may have many craters, let us not grow dim. Let's be the moon and let's shine for the world.