Man in the Moon, can I ask you some questions?
I'll take your answers, as merely suggestions.
These are the opening lines to a poem I wrote when I was 14. It seems like a lifetime ago but it helps to illustrate the importance of the moon in my life.
When I was little, my mother used to read to me a book entitled 'Goodnight Moon', and it remains, to this day, my favorite book. I'm an only child so I live in my own imagination and when I was lonely or confused I would sit in the window and have conversations with the man in the moon and as I got older I came to realize the effect the phases of the moon had over me. My emotional, physical and spiritual being was transformed with the waxing and waning of each cycle and when I started with the Craft it all came together.
I don't have the proper equipment to effectively capture the moon in a way that I would deem fitting for such an important factor in my life. As such I've opted to pay tribute with this piece.
Carl Sandburg once said 'The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to' and that effectively captures it for me and perhaps helps to explain my attraction, devotion and sometimes obsession with it.