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The moon wakes me, shining so brightly in my window. I come online and peruse some blogs... come along one that has music playing... Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata, and it makes me smile. Perhaps I was mean to wake up and delight in the moon.
She has moved past the point where I can view her... and the moonlight sonata is ending.
I bet I know who that was! ;)
ReplyDeleteHope you are well... I like the pic by the way.
Blessings,
Summer
The moon looks like a bloated heart.
ReplyDeleteThey say the moons transforms itself according to the observer. For the hungry, it looks like bread, for the lover, it looks like the beloved.
Hmmm. So far so good.
Joy always,
Susan
I adore Moonlight Sonata...
ReplyDeleteAnd nothing is more freeing than dancing in a full moon. As a kid, I used to watch the calendar, then spend the few nights of full moon dancing in the living room while everyone else slept.
Thanks for visiting my blog, too! I've been reading yours regularly for a while...
Pretty cool!
ReplyDeleteTery (Dreamwriter)
The beauty of the moonlight is joy of instant.
ReplyDeleteHowever, I can look again.
It seems to teach us that there is a good chance.