… and for the first time I saw the moon stretch out her hands to take a selfie
She was a lady, in the purest of celestial forms...
In my weirdest of thoughts, I have always and only imagined the moon as a celestial being I never for once would have imagined the moon being personable
I mean…
I looked… and for the first time I saw the moon
stretch out her hands to take a selfie
She was a lady, in the purest of celestial forms
Dark in the loneliest of nights
Yet translucent
to be the beacon of light
They say actions speak louder, yeah, because
Quietly she speaks yet her actions loudly speak of
reflected hopes, dreams, and aspirations
Spurring within everyone who looks up at night, the innate
desires to see beyond her dark light skin, and into the source of strength
She knows her light is but brief so she…
Confidently
prides in that brief moment of ecstasy and takes a selfie every night when she
comes out
Inspiring the boys and girls, men and women to sit
under and tell the tales by moonlight
Because she knows that when the day comes, she’ll probably
never be noticed
So, every now and then she’d like to, look through her gallery and see how inspiring she looked the previous night.
Because every night she tells herself… today is another night, and I am going to moon better than I did yesterday.
Parables in Africa have been coined by her subtle appearance
A dark continent so they may have called her, but without
her other creatures won’t feed and see the reason to fight for their survival.
She completes the galaxy
Because without her, there wouldn’t be any reflection
Idols have been crafted by what she inspires under the
moonlight
Although she never asked for it, since she’s only one
of the creator’s creations beyond space
9-5 is no longer the routine for the family paychecks when
the school fees and bills come calling since many have come to embrace moon-light-ing
So, the reason the moon took a selfie at 11:59pm was not just because she prides in her beauty
But also...
Reminding you and all those who look up to her in
their darkest and loneliest nights
That without you...
Your beauty...
Your reflection...
The stories of your own challenges and fights...
The breakups and the heartaches, and how you won and still maintained your purest light… The world would be incomplete!
Love
VC (De'Ambassador)




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