I'm at my parent's house this week looking after the dogs while they're visiting my gramma up north (der hey)...

While driving home tonight from work, Free Bird came on the radio... I dig this song, so I start humming along and look up at the moon... I remember when I was a kid I'd look at the moon and let my eyes blur and was convinced I could see a face or a picture every time... Sometimes it was an envious moon (coughshakespearerefferencecough) with a sneer and condescending glare... sometimes it's a sympathetic moon with kindness pouring down... sometimes it's a mocking moon that laughs at my heartaches and downfalls...

Tonight, a phoenix was on the face of the moon, reminding me of the stories how the great bird would burst into flames and be reborn from the ashes, proving once and for all that death is only the beginning of another cycle of life... We are all reborn from the ashes of death into the light of forevermore... and that's an encouraging thought... I couldn't help but smile and feel content with the world as the country breeze sweet with dry hay and green things wafted over me... A deep feeling of peace I haven't had in a long time, hence my craving is satisfied...

The moon is so bright tonight it's like daytime, only cooler and sootheing to the eye... I want to go for a walk in the light on the beach, altho the public ones are a total drag and I wouldn't want to go alone... I can remember lying in a field in Green Bay looking at the stars and getting lost in oblivion among the stars, then coming back down to earth with my friend *rockstar* beside me... that was one of the most intimate and comforting moments of my life, and I'm glad I had someone to share it with...

If only I had the same companionship tonight, to swim amongst the stars and end up right where I started again... to be reborn in the heavens and have the childhood innocence once more, if only for a moment...

L'amour toujours
~LP