quinn Mountain and the moon

[Mountain and the moon]

quinn

The dark sky was illuminated by the bright stars and moon. A few houses lights were on, A mountain high in the sky. I wondered; could the mountain touch the moon? The mountain was dark, sharp, harsh, But, the moon was bright, soft, welcoming. The moon looked safe, the mountain cruel. Opposites, but together they complete each other. The wind blew circling the sky, Hills of grass in the background, A quiet whistle through the air.