On darker nights
when the moon hides
behind it’s shadows
exposing only a smooth, curved sliver
I climb up
onto it’s ledge of light
and curl into
the celestial nook
to gaze down upon creation
in isolated awe and wonder.

by Jestrada24

I am me. Still figuring it all out. Taking the steps to appreciate and love myself fully and achieve my dreams.

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