Some people are like trying to see the moon as you catch it's glance while driving down a city street. In between houses, buildings and trees you see its light but you're driving damn it! Turn head left, turn head forward, left, forward, left. More damning. You know it's likely beautiful and awe inspiring, but you cannot capture its full essence in your mind within this game of hide and seek.
I wonder if in the vast spaces of the country is where these people live. Maybe in that space you'd find them nude and full, or would the timing always be off and in the vastness you'd find nothing but the new moon. Hiding it's face in totality. As if it's never to be seen.
I have no answers just wonder and in the wonder I fathom that maybe I too am the hide and seek moon to somebody else. Circular in motion the karma persists.
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