The moon. Big white circle in the sky better than any wo/man could draw. It looks down upon us with eyes of wonder, drawing us closer every night. The moon sheds gentle light on the mighty jaguar on the prowl. His eyes gleam in the nocturnal air of the jungle. It searches. Making gracious steps towards its unknowing prey. The moon watches along with sleepy trees and drowsy ponds. Only the moon is awake.
-Sophia Ojha Ensslin