Sunday, August 18, 2024

Crescent

 

The crescent of the Moon is literary the interpretation of growth and developing.

 Perhaps the crescent moon smiles like Mona Lisa in the enduring awaiting for perfection.

The lovers of the divine cosmos knows that time is the contended smile needed for the crescent moon to become full.

The play of reflected light and its eclipses are the metaphor of immortality.

The stories of the crescent moons are the relation and lights of intuition in the sky of the night, as the exquisite states to continue the daring tragedy of mystery

Perhaps the wolves howl at the Moon crescent as moral courage which is taken by some to become heartless.

For there are nights where even wolves are silent when circumstance become obvious as the dark Moon is hauling right through the bones.

The magnitude of the crescent is the inside to know where growth or development takes place.

The crescents shape and its two points are the shining through of the love stream that allows continually belonging.

Those exercises in nobility make the character that arouses some fragrances like the moon at night.

The crescent as life opportunity is not only of accomplishing one’s own desire, but fulfilling the subtle yearning of the soul.

The crescent Moon shapes the waters with the tides and as water is the cleansing and purifying element on earth, so love performs the same service in the divine spheres.

When one has to choose between spiritual values or material profits, one shows whether ones treasures in on earth or in heaven.

The crescent is the constant longing in persevering to the will of the possessor of one’s heart that teaches the love without beginning or end. The crescent and womb of the heart is the space that allows giving birth to the purest desire.

The virtuous crescent becomes the points of attraction, where the virtuous earns and the ignorant gets his punishment.

 


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