Sub Eadem Luna
- Nathaniel Andres
- Oct 9, 2023
- 1 min read
“When the sky grows dark there is a glow knocking on our door; A glow ethereal as diamonds.
He kisses the golden hour goodbye to illuminate our challenges and highs.
Thoughts whispered float in the night sky, drifting lighter than snow.
They travel at great lengths from a serene path.
We are under the same moon.”
Nathaniel Andres
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