Randy May … 7/13/2022
The spotlight that was the full moon, on its low arc in the southern sky, shone on me each time I came out to follow its progress at 10 pm, midnight, 2 am, and even as it slipped away behind the western horizon and its tree-lined silhouettes at 4 am. As if I were on stage to perform some classic song and dance, but no, i was just peeing and searching the heavens for shooting stars and other space debrie falling to the earth. So many questions I ask of God’s infinity and the answer always come back Love.
