Full Moon

A full moon always seems to draw my attention.  Perhaps it's like that for many people.  I appreciate its brightness in a dark sky.  Its perfect roundness.  The suggestion of a sphere.  Its contours.  The way it peeps out from behind the clouds.  It's largeness when it is near the horizon.  The idea that this dime-sized object is actually over 2000 miles across.  That it has an effect on our earth (and vice-versa).  That it is actually reflecting the sun's light.

Its effect on people?  Fact or fiction?  Crazy things happen on a full moon.  No wonder there are ancient beliefs of fairies dancing in the full moon, men changing into werewolves at the full moon.  What a wonderful image that is of a witch riding in front of the full moon.

It's magical.  It makes the darkness of night seem less scary.  It makes me wonder about space, life, light, mysteries.  I love the watch the clouds race by a full moon.  It gives me the sense of movement, lightness, time passing by.