
It is essential, we don’t often consider it. What celestial body is as magical aside from the moon?
I open up when the sun rises. My mind eases, the light chases my demons away.
But then sometimes it’s intense – and I still love it. Because even while I’m under it…sweating and hot. I don’t question my worth.
Revitalizing. Scorch and flame. It sustains life in some cases. And…can also take life away.
How do we teeter the balance with that? The sun sets…and the moon rises.
And is so powerful, it’s able to sustain light unto the moon, and even blossoms flowers at night in some cases, like jasmine.
With this, I realize there is never a reason to dislike anything…
Because even the Sun knows when to fall back.
