Good night people

Even the moon goes dark sometimes— and still returns whole. During an eclipse, it doesn’t disappear. It’s simply hidden, shadowed for a while by something passing through. The darkness looks final. The sky feels different. But the moon was never gone. It was only waiting for the shadow to move. Maybe that’s how we are too, sometimes covered, sometimes dimmed, but never destroyed. What feels like an ending may just be a passing shadow.