Marvel At The Moon written by: M. Taggart   Marvel at the moon. It doesn’t matter how. Sit on any porch. The moon, it always watches back. Take a sip of moonlight, touch it to your lips. Let your knees find soiled ground and raise your eyes- I admire the moon for having lack of contact. I admire the moon for being consistent. I admire the moon because it admires each of us who are looking back. Every dusky evening, … Continue reading Marvel At The Moon