• My Dearest Moon,

    by  • November 12, 2014 • * Safe for Work *, Frustration • 2 Comments

    You pull me every which way. All I can do is flow toward you, never to touch.

    Not any time soon, anyway.

    It would take the destruction of the World to pull it off.

    So that’s what I’m going to do.

    Love Eternally,
    The Ocean

    2 Responses to My Dearest Moon,

    1. T
      November 13, 2014 at 6:51 am

      She is the Encircler, the Ground of Being; he is That-Which-Is-Brought-Forth, her mirror image, her other pole. She is the earth; he is the grain. She is the all-encompassing sky; he is the sun, her fireball. She is the Wheel; he is the traveler.

    2. Incredible!
      November 13, 2014 at 6:43 pm

      You both. If you are two different people. Author and T you both wrote such beautiful things. Thanks for sharing.

      It touched my heart.

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