The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.
(Francis William Bouidillon)
WaterFire, Providence, Rhode Island – Spring, 2015
We live just over a mile from the beach. One afternoon my husband took us to an eatery very close to it and by the time we finished our meal, the sun began to set in. It was bright red and what a huge sight of sun it was! Slowly the sun bid farewell for another day it would come back again, and soon after that the moon shined so pretty high up in the colorful sky. It seemed like there’s some kind an understanding between the sun and the moon, to always be there right away to accompany the earth, so it’ll never be alone. While for another occasion, I happened to look at the moon when it just came one night and amazed by the dramatic look of it. It was hiding behind some clouds, yet the moon still emitted some lights that shined between the shred of clouds.
I saw Eternity the other night,
Like a great ring of pure and endless light,
All calm, as it was bright: –
And round beneath it, Time, in hours, days, years,
Driven by the spheres,
Like a vast shadow moved; in which the World
And all her train were hurl’d.
THE WORLD – Henry Vaughan
The moon is one, but oh, how many faces it has. Like a lady going to every party in town, she’ll make sure she matches her appearance to the occasion. It changes its moods like any woman would and lately I think the moon looks absolutely stunning.