Tonight I am missing the chance to see the bright moon... The days here are full of ash clouds, that cast fiery light upon the grounds. At night, it is utterly dark. No stars are lite to guide my path and the blessed moon is gone... All the while my heart cries, for the moon 🌙 has always been my faithful companion. Through the dark nights of my soul, there always was the moon as a beacon of hope, springing eternal. Yet now I don’t see the light of hope in this darkened sky. I pray such an omen isn’t a reflection of our times and yet I wonder if it isn’t so? The truth I must hold in my heart is that the moon 🌝 is truly there beyond my poor limited mortal sight. She shines her beacon of hope, I must hold have faith that She will return to comfort my weary heart and listen as I whisper my secrets to Her. Moon, oh blessed moon, please remember me and return soon for we have many secrets to share.💋 #moon #moonlight #blessedmoon (at Francis Ford Coppola Winery) https://www.instagram.com/p/CEgGhw-BBLe/?igshid=ygyqsy81ha1y
