Captured this wonderful shot of our lunar neighbor.
Floating almost 240,000 miles away,
She decided to smile on me that night.
I sometimes forget that space is engulfed with light,
Brimming from the edges of the sun and other stars.
But we are only witness to this light when it strikes an object,
A surface that yanks the light out of that deep darkness,
Flinging it out onto the face of the Earth,
Onto the face of our eyes,
Onto the face of our thoughts.
To contemplate such a tiny fragment in this vast awe that surrounds us!
What other mysteries hide quietly beneath the surface of space?
What other wonders hide patiently under the surface of contemplation?
Photograph and Word Scribbles copyright Mike Yost 2017