There they sit. In the beauty of the dark night staring at the one small glowing light. A light of mystery and superstition. A light of hope and understanding. The moon gazed upon them as they sit on a flat faced rock and opens its light. The two people gaze at the moon as they feel all of its emotions. There hands begin to feel numb and with every thought chills and emotions spread threw there bodies like wild fire. They feel a sense of warmth as they gaze on feeling there surroundings. The low wind quietly rustling away at them as they continue to gaze on. Ever so briefly they look at eachother. Both of there eyes meet and begin to glow white. They realize the connection to the world and everything they both have. Everything is peaceful yet cayotic. Every movement they make they feel everything from the bit of dirt on there skin to the light of the moon beholding itself into there hearts. They stare back at the moon and feel everything. They feel every emotion of the earth and every vibration. There eyes begin to feel heavy and there ears are full of such peaceful noise and chimes of emotion. They have this feeling inside of them they can not explain. This unknown emotion that they are so deeply enjoying with no name. They let there eyes fall shut and slowly there bodies lye perfectly still. They feel light as air with no feeling of pain or disparity. They feel truly free and one with everything. They fall asleep with minds full at rest and understanding.
