The Moon

The moon is so full & so beautiful tonight that it is just ever so inspiring. I want to write about it.Its been rather blustery and stormy weather lately and the moon stuck it out to make its appearance in full bloom. While there is still clouds amidst, the light it shows casts a halo that is a perfect replication but only bigger like a shadow. & just outside that halo in its effervescence is a rainbow. A rainbow at night shown hazily through foggy clouds. It beckons any onlooker to want it. To touch it, evoking a deep yearning. In my mind I wish to simply fly straight up directly to it. Like a insect to a light, I cant help marvel at it. I look at it only to look harder, to look for details upon its rocky face. Someone or something much more that meets the eye like a someone or a something like me. Alone...a light in the dark...an opposition to which I feel so compelled to. Such ebb and flow