So Much Beauty

Last evening as I traveled home from a farewell dinner for a friend I couldn't help but notice the full moon beaming. So bright, it caused me to squint as I peered on my walk to the parking lot. I couldn't help it and gasped quietly to myself, "So beautiful." I was so bright it cast sharp shadows along the ground.

The remainder of the evening it hung around my windows as if someone left a light on, hovering in the sky. This morning, it greeted me deep in the western sky, saying one last salutation as it completed its decent into the horizon.