The Moon

I stare at the moon on dark nights. Just to watch the wonderful stratus clouds drift lazily by the great circular reflector.

I think, at this moment, life has stopped and there is just me and this beautiful moon. Just me and this miracle of nature.

It is something irresistible to me. I must gaze upon it with awe.

So when I say I see the moon in your eyes... I mean more... than a simple... reflection...