Moonrise

The sun sets.

a stunning watercolor effect paints the sky beautiful warm colors. 

A last hurrah before disappearing over the horizon.

Then, 

there is moon rise. 

Not as flashy as the sunrise.

but just as beautiful in its own way.

A light in the otherwise darkness of night.

Accompanied by a never-ending sea of stars.

Looking up you feel so small in this big world.

Yet you also feel a weird calm fall over you.

The moon is smaller yet it moves the tides.

Both celestial bodies,

Living in tandem.

Yin and Yang.

Sun and Moon.

An endless cycle:

Sunrise, Moonset.

Sunset, Moonrise.

Everyday.

As true as the ground beneath your feet.

Posted in response to the challenge Hope & Resilience.

GhostSlayer

VT

15 years old

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