#themoonsage

[rishi-nabhendu]

Crescent Moon

A thing that has the shape of a single curve, one that is broad in the center and tapers to a point at each end.

Through the eye of ones self, you can see the shadows of obscured light that envelops around each tapered end.

Make a wish to the stars above. Cast your tears to the moonlit doves.

Entrust your reason with all that governs the shadows beneath the tapered ends.

Shut your eye and adhere to the calm silence of the Crescent Moon

[rishi-nabhendu]

The First Chapter

Within one body two entities grew. One female one male. One could not expect such a sudden birth. Complications did not cease within time. Where the male fell short, the female made up for.

The physician could not sugar code the inevitable. The male did not have much time. As the mother wept, so did the father.

Whispers in the dark were heard. The male grew strong instead lie there comatose. It wasn’t long until the mother and father could hear the cry of their baby boy.

- The Moon Sage

[themoonsage]