If the moon called you name, would you hear him?
Would you step into the waves, sandals of prudence left on the shore behind, and follow his silver path? Will you look into his face and say, "Here I am. Take me where you will. How I have waited for you to call."?
I wondered once if I would be enough. I guess there are times when I still wonder...
On the day the moon calls will I find my feet beneath me or will I wallow in the shallows.
On the day he calls, the name of my dreams will be me and everything I ever worked for and planned will then be riding on his ocean.
I want to own the moon and all his words.
I want to look up into the night sky and say, "Oh, that's mine and he shines for me."
What shines is not the luminous glow in some foreign sky, but the whispers of what yearn to hold in my hands and who I want to become.
They are my moon.
They are his silver path.
I wait for the night to shine...
What about you? Has the moon called your name this year? And when faced with everything you wanted did you go after it or shrink back in the waters afraid you didn't have what it took? Have you thought about where you'd like to head next year and if you have the confidence to follow those longings?
Sometimes I think it is success that we fear more than failure... just a thought.
Join me on Friday for a shout out to those fellow bloggers who I know have heard the moon call there name this year. I can't wait to share their success :)