Mind Post #10

Tonight I had felt the moon light fall within my fingers. I took the light and bent it into the one world unknown to the eyes we use. Then to how my eyes defeated my sight, that new and unfound light left my finger tips and how full heartedly it disappeared into the universe. I wanted to so much to take that light and make it my own. To bend it, to praise it, to take it into my heart and watch it shine through my eyes only. And yet, it flew away before I wished anything upon this light. It was so beautiful; I had yet to see its beauty till once it was gone. My greed deceives me so tightly around my heart. I held out my hearth once again to find what I caught on the chance of life, and I had caught nothing. I felt my life threw down into the jungles ground and the incomplete feeling crawling all over my bones. Desperation fell upon my skin and I held out my hand once more between the darken folds of the world. The darkened clouds of my eyes, torn away from the finger tips and slowly revealed the deepest integrity of the unreality. Senses that had become so clear upon the moment tore from my body and left an empty shell of non-feeling. I breathed in the air that surrounded the night and the beams that I so kindly wanted in my bosom, ran through red veins and became so warm in the palm of my hand. I had become the slightest feeling in the abyss, I became the moons maiden wearing the silver lining, I became the night’s only light that shown in the fullest of eyes upon the darkened world.

Inspired by Shakespeare and the Full moon.