She seems so inspirational to me, you never know what kind of phase you'll get. You never know what color, each night is a mystery. It makes you think of those who live to wake up to the sun. But also who waits all day just to look at the moon. It glows over all of us, who is all watching? The moon she fades in light but shines when not many are looking. Sometimes she seems shy and distant; other times she draws towards us. Somewhere out there, we were looking at the same time wondering who was thinking of us.