The moon is full and high, its yellowed light bringing out the shadows in your face. A new cycle will begin, but we wade deeper into the woods and wait for nothing-- anything-- something to approach. The darkness is comforting, only because we know more light is coming, will stream through the trees and highlight our hair, nature's knowing smirk like a flashlight upon our own tired smiles. The sun is rising, just not here yet. Something is coming, hope is coming, so we lie in wait.
I hope you enjoyed this piece! It was mainly inspired by the new year beginning, and the shift in energy that always comes with that. Let’s devote ourselves to making 2021 a good one, and making our dreams come true! (I promise I’m not normally this cheesy.) Please feel free to leave feedback or writing challenges in the comments. Stay safe and healthy out there.
Brooke
adventures of a typical high school student 