I asked the faithful light.
Did it take long to find me?
And are you gonna stay the night?
Oh I'm bein' followed by a moonshadow,
Leapin' and hoppin' on a moonshadow,
moonshadow, moonshadow . . . "
words & music
by Cat Stevens, aka Yusuf Islam
Stevens "considers 'Moonshadow' his favourite of his old songs."
Late - night literary repartee . . .
Len: Nostalgic narrative theory.
Elieen: I thought for a sec you said "therapy."
Kitti: Nostalgic narrative therapy -- I feel better already.
A couple of authors who seem to understand
the concept of nostalgic narrative theory / therapy . . .
Cat Stevens: "Some say there are only two kinds of stories:
those about leaving home and those about coming back."
Jopseph Addison: "The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the listening earth / Repeats the story of her birth."
The Spacious Firmament on High
The spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining frame
Their great Original proclaim.
Th’unwearied sun, from day to day,
Does his Creator’s powers display,
And publishes to every land
The work of an Almighty Hand.
Soon as the evening shades prevail
The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the listening earth
Repeats the story of her birth;
While all the stars that round her burn
And all the planets in their turn,
Confirm the tidings as they roll,
And spread the truth from pole to pole.
What though in solemn silence all
Move round the dark terrestrial ball?
What though no real voice nor sound
Amid the radiant orbs be found?
In reason’s ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice,
Forever singing as they shine,
"The hand that made us is divine.”
by Joseph Addison
set to the music "Creation" ~ by Franz Josef Hayden
August Full Moon:
Sometimes called the Fruit Moon, When All Things Ripen