There is an energy, a voice of such fullness, an undefinable something, which causes some of us to crave walking in that silver glow called moonlight.

I watch the heavens daily paying attention to the moon growing, growing

Changing daily, until one day;

the sky ablaze, with the glory of the stars, the moon grows larger in a thick velvet sky

Shining  immense and bright— burning silver and ice into the night.

From my world to your heart,

Linda