The Moon tells a bedtime tale as the Sun tucks itself in under its blanket of clouds and continents, longing for tomorrows adventure. I think its a Tale of love, life and laughter. How often said the Moon I have said with a drink and laughed, loved and wept. The Sun looked up and listened in silence, eyes heavy with fatigue but a mind as bright as its flames .. Go on, it edged to the Moon, tell what you think love is, Love is simple, it is whatever fills your heart with immeasurable joy, allows you to be free and to be yourself. Tests your limits and proves them to be near without limit. Plays a song, your favourite song. You tap your toes and click your fingers, before you realise youre dancing like a Druid under the sun, that is love. Love is that great thing that makes you weep, leaves you quite wide awake when the Sun has gone to bed, love inspires poems and songs, and stories. Loves makes babies and raises children, it feeds kindness to those most in need. Love is everywhere but it is extremely sacred, it holds enormous wealth and yet it is available to the Man on the street or the man in his Castle. We have a grasp of what love is, what matters most is that we give it and we share it and we feel it ourselves .. Love is the potion and Life is the vessel. The sun blinked and asked, we all have life so how do we make sure we all have love? The Moon, reaching for the Door announced, that is for tomorrow. Sleep on it. Goodnight, Love and Peace X
Posted on: Thu, 15 Jan 2015 21:53:11 +0000
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