Crescente

Tonight the Moon reaches the first quarter.
How many times has this happened before?
I wonder what things shall pass
Until this endless cycle come to an end.
I guess that's what life's about after all:
Aren't we all waxing and waning all the time?
And the Full Moon is just part of the journey (not its end),
As beautiful, unique, happy and sad
As any crescent or gibbous stages;
Or even the dark New Moon nights.
Every step and every phase are just
Beginnings and ends by themselves:
That's the endless journey of Life.
(And it's Wonderful.)