Spring has sprung

The setting moon in the West this morning was full and heavy and a creamy golden color that glowed light in the navy blue morning sky. So close, it seemed, I reached out my hand as if I could touch the colors and light suspended in the sky. Moments after my hand came up empty, I turned to the eastern sky to discover an orange and deep pink glow at the horizon. A beginning unfolding from an ending, lightness from dark, a new season born from an old. The whole of life seen in the circle of one setting moon and one rising sun.