My Overnight Meeting

Today, January, 30th 2018, the sky is shining. It has a refreshing dark blue, its color could touch me and embrace me because of the brightly moon that surrounded the city. I could feel it so close to me as I were on the top of the mountain, next to her. I could see how its brilliant light shapes the Andes range perfectly, more than what she uses to be nightly. There was her, the moon meeting me while I was walking home desperately.

There was her. In my hurried walk I was astonished for her wonderful singularity, beauty and great simplicity. I really had months without seeing her like that. Her delicacy and immensity made me confess everything to her. Often, I beg her silently. She knows my closely guarded secrets. She never reveals what I confess to her. But later, she reveals my secrets by making my prayers real. Everything that I asked for, she brings it for me. I Ask her what it seems to be unachievable, but then it becomes possible. She is the one that listen to me, she is the one that makes promises with her silent emotion, without expressing anything in speech. She fulfills her promises, she makes my dreams come true.