Friday, June 20, 2014

Blue Moon


Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone ...

Once every three or four years when the planets align and the mood is just right, there is this anomaly called a blue moon. Even though the moon is not necessarily blue it is most beautiful and bountiful, and big.

Perhaps the thing to remember about a blue moon is that it is indeed rather rare. It gives us a second chance to howl and dance, and dream.

When ever I see a full moon it fills me with anxiety and a lust for life for sure. It makes my heart race and my blood boil. Could it be that we are connected somehow to this I primordial presence and bound by its gravitational tug and pull?

As I stand on my terrace tonight and bask in its lunar glow, I can't help but remember other full moons in other times and places. Full moons in Paris and Portugal. Blue moons in Rio and Rome, and many other occurrences from San Francisco to Miami more. Each and every time this luminary appears there is magic surrounding it and I stand in awe of it.

If there is a universal deity than the moon must be its other, for as the stars in the firmament concur there could not be another ...

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