The Moon

Last night was a full moon, so after dinner we took a midnight walk to the olive grove. The moon was brilliantly bright, lighting the field up so that you could see everything. The leaves of the olive trees turn silver in the moonlight, and it was just magical. I love nights like this, and I couldn’t help but think about home, and how that same moon would soon shine on everyone I love. We are connected, fused together across distance and time and oceans, consciously or unconsciously, by that shared moment of sheer luminosity.  

I see the moon and the moon sees me...