To Touch the Moon
Published on September 15, 2008
So right around sunset I got in my car and drove to the mountain that lives at the end of my street.
I know a little short cut, so I could make it to the top of the mountain before it got too dark to navigate my way back down.
I got as close as I could to her majesty so she could hear me whisper my intentions and prayers for the new season ahead. Then I kissed her good bye with lips full of gratitude.
Peace & Love.
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