This moon. That moon.
Shared in space but not in place.
One filtered through the trees
The other sea breeze scented.
Heartbeats apart in syncopation.
Tap, tap, tapping in time
To the mystic rhythms shared.
© Brandewulf 2018
Someone very dear sent me this picture. It made me think how magical it can be when two people see the same moon viewed from very different locations.