My observations have led me to know for a fact that I do not want to worship the moon nor give it any of my power despite the trend to do so right now.
I sat at the bottom of a colossal tree with my hands sensing its fondness. I let myself be attached to its coolness and warmth, feeling like a child in my mother's lap. I breathed deeply, filling my lungs, savoring this union and the sensations of a full soul.