Midnight prayers with the Moon


The night was unusually bright, so I guessed it was most likely a full moon, and I had one thing on my mind. So I went out to the balcony, but I found her there, doing exactly what I wanted to do.

Sitting in the beautiful moonlit darkness, a familiar tender tune playing from her phone's speaker, hands folded on the balcony railings and eyes turned to the moon in what looked like utter emptiness, but I knew her heart was full, so full it felt like prayer. Since prayer, as we are taught, is raising up our hearts and minds to the Father, then I guess she was doing something similar.

To find someone in the same headspace as me, a place that I've never shared, even in words, for fear that my sanity might be called into question. To see someone unashamedly basking in its euphoria is one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen and experienced.

So I grabbed another chair inside and sat down a little bit behind her, put my legs on the railings and set my soul free for a few minutes. Then I made a short video to immortalise the moment.

I knew that a part of me would forever be left in that place, but I will also hold that place in my heart, because it will never be the same again.

That was also when I decided to write this in two parts.

One for the world and another longer, more intimate version for her eyes alone. A part of me that I've never shared with anyone else.

Now every time I look up to the moon in wonder, I won't be able to stop myself from wondering, is there someone else somewhere looking at the moon too? Is she looking at the moon too? Are they okay? Is she okay?

I hope you think of me every time you moon gaze.

Because I'll be thinking of you

Sending all my love and prayers

In soft whispers

To the moon and the stars

Holding that moment forever in my heart's eyes

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