That evening, I returned home disappointed, despite
of the fact that it was one of those few rare occasions when the Moon had
fascinated me and had inspired me to create images.
Yes, hundreds of poets and writers have admired
the elegance of the moon in thousands of ways, but, for some reason, I am a Sun
person. Perhaps because I am a Leo, and they say, Leos are ruled by the Sun…
I stopped on this hilly highway of Cyprus when I saw that huge disc of
the Moon... Oh it looked so big, as if it had come several miles closer that
evening! The
only natural satellite of our Earth
had left me spellbound.
Bright
and brilliant, assuming this graceful position above that mountain far away, the Moon
looked splendid! In the foreground were some wild thorny shrubs where I stood.
Pure, cold breeze was blowing as it usually does in vast open spaces like this.
Except some occasional cars passing by, there was not any source of light other
than the Moon itself.
But this darkness was beautiful. In its tranquility, in its divine silence, that place looked nothing but surreal.
