©Red Moon Calling
I awoke suddenly, summoned by
An ancient voice that I could not resist,
Calling me to see the changing Moon,
In the early nighttime’s mist.
Try as I may to stay in my bed,
I had only to arise.
A window framed my perfect view,
Of the beauty before my eyes.
Something deep within me,
Intuitively knew,
That the changes I was seeing,
Reflected my life’s review.
As the colors changed profoundly,
From white, to pink, to rose.
A thought stirred within me,
I have been all of those.
The hues of my own lifetime,
Became more fully clear.
And I realized with a wiser heart,
That infinitude was near.
myra Wexler Darwish
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another lovely read
There was a time when I never missed such an opportunity and never seemed to have to give myself any reminders to be there on time, usually 15 minutes early. Now, I find that if I do not put something on my calendar and have my computer alert me, I will completely forget even the simplest of things that I should keep in my daily mind. To see the blood moon, I would necessarily have had to set my alarm clock because, even though I wake up several times a night, I can't predict the time I will wake up. What often happens is that I wake up to the conclusion that I've missed something important two or three days after it occurred. Now that's disconcerting.
Ron
Michael D.
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How wonderful to have witnessed this phenomena...not visible here in UK...
Diana....