Magic III
October 30th 2007 23:05
The full moon has been a time of great magic for thousands of years of mankind’s existence. Every month it is born, grows, fades and dies. It marks time, seasons, tides, fertility.
The moon symbolises the life cycle of man. The Celtic calendars were originally lunar.
The moon, in many cultures, is the symbol of the female deity.
And then there is the lunatic. Yes the full moon is wont to drive men mad.
Magic dwells in the moon.
All this in a lump of rock that can’t even produce its own light.
Magic dwells in the moon. Despite the well known scientific fact that magic is not real.
The moon is for lovers and the magic that it has, lends itself to the magic of lovers entwined.
Being in love and making love under a full moon is a magic that defies all science.
The moons pale light, reflection of the sun that it is, shames the light of day with its gentleness, its soft caress. The light of the moon, stolen from the sun, reflects the moon’s magic.
Do you believe in magic? Or, is it all just chance and coincidence?
I bought my wife a telescope for Christmas some years ago. She likes to look at the night sky.
While I was setting it up for her one night, I focused on the moon. Well, it was a full moon that night and it was a crystal clear winters night. Why pass up the chance, eh.
No sooner than I had the moon in focus, the Russian space station slid across the field of vision, almost dead centre of the moon.
I ask you, is that magic or what?
What are the chances?
Magic, or, just coincidence.
The moon symbolises the life cycle of man. The Celtic calendars were originally lunar.
The moon, in many cultures, is the symbol of the female deity.
And then there is the lunatic. Yes the full moon is wont to drive men mad.
Magic dwells in the moon.
All this in a lump of rock that can’t even produce its own light.
Magic dwells in the moon. Despite the well known scientific fact that magic is not real.
The moon is for lovers and the magic that it has, lends itself to the magic of lovers entwined.
Being in love and making love under a full moon is a magic that defies all science.
The moons pale light, reflection of the sun that it is, shames the light of day with its gentleness, its soft caress. The light of the moon, stolen from the sun, reflects the moon’s magic.
Do you believe in magic? Or, is it all just chance and coincidence?
I bought my wife a telescope for Christmas some years ago. She likes to look at the night sky.
While I was setting it up for her one night, I focused on the moon. Well, it was a full moon that night and it was a crystal clear winters night. Why pass up the chance, eh.
No sooner than I had the moon in focus, the Russian space station slid across the field of vision, almost dead centre of the moon.
I ask you, is that magic or what?
What are the chances?
Magic, or, just coincidence.
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Comment by Lily
Bohemians United
Ars Poetica
Write on George... please
~Lily
Comment by Bullamakanka
Hughie's Ziff
Bagman's Gazette
I'm glad you like it. Some would sat it's too soppy.
Some, just plane silly.
Some just accept the magic.
Thank you for reading.