• canadian_cowboy 9w


    When I was young the night sky was my theatre. I stood alone on the shoreline beneath the starry tapestry and wondered why we were born and what life was all about. The moon would reflect majestically upon the calm sea and somehow eased the burdens building in my tortured soul.

    I felt divinely protected by a higher power as a
    slight breeze hit my cheeks like a soft kiss from an unexpected lover. The moonlight danced upon the waters like a graceful ballerina. Her cascading stairs of milky luminescence carried my nascent thoughts heavenward like a regal messenger.