In the Bible we read “God made two great lights--the greater light to govern the day and the lesser light to govern the night”

“If you shoot for the stars and hit the moon, it's okay. But you've got to shoot for something. 

Many people don't ever shoot” (so said Confucius)

Remembering 

I remember when I was a child climbing over the rocks, no road then, up to our place in Donegal. No street lights there, no road, no electricity. 

The light of the moon was our saving. We could see where we would go, where to place our hands on the rocks, and hold..

Under the full moon, all the little rabbits would come out of their burrows and play in the sand and the grass. The ants scuttled around and even the birds, not just the night birds, the owls, but the other birds would raise their heads from their nests and look out, and the little chicks open their beaks for food (the worms were hiding under the ground, they didn't like the early birds or the moonlight that brought them out in the early dawn).

Ever since then, like my mother before me and her mother”s mother too I always know the phases of the moon (there is no need for city dwellers to know, they live by other, contaminating, lights)

I knew the beautiful crescent, 

a line in the sky, enchanted, entrancing, almost too slim to see. 

And then the magically growing crescent, night by night, and again and again, increasing its presence and inspiration. And the half moon growing and grown into the full and the great spring and ebb tides that the moon draws across our world. Then slowly fainting, fading, the light going out over Africa, over the Pacific, over the islands, drawing the earth under the darkness and all people within its light and dark. 

Yes, that moon-dark when the witches roam. But my mother said they are abroad all the time, within us, in the dark, sudden and slow, of the moon. We need to watch for them. 

Where did she come from? Carved somehow from the Pacific Ocean (they seemed to match)? Captured as she passed by? 

We will see