Sublime

“It’s constantly there, but it’s archaic, turbulent, whimsical, vast, and everchanging, differentiating the days even if I’m looking out of the same window. The moon is my favorite companion.”

Even now, when darkness had been banished from most parts of the world, there remained a sense of human gratitude toward the moon and its unconditional compassion. It was imprinted upon human genes like a warm collective memory.

mellow moon.

La lune montait de l’est chaque soir, se juchait sur les houppiers et rôdait lentement dans la nuit. Elle ouvrait sur la mer une balafre d’argent.