I could see it, the light coming off of it, the dark spots on it
The moon, so beautiful, seemingly getting closer
So close, I could reach out and touch it
Only to pull back my hand
Moonlight glowing in the center of my palm
It's incredibly soft, I can barely feel it
It gives off a small purr-like sound
My eyes are completely fixed on it
Mesmerized, I can't feel anything else around me
It is almost as if I no longer exist here
On this Earth, on this plane of existence
I am only the holder of light
Forever the beacon in the darkness
About the Creator
Mercedes Chavez
Come with me, lets go on an adventure together, see the world through my eyes, let me paint a picture with my words, I promise you will be able to feel what I felt the first time I experienced it. Love, sadness and everything in between.
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Comments (2)
Nice
"I am the only holder of light". This line feels surreal.