Moonlight was a drop of water in the ocean. Her family had chosen the name Moonlight because on the evening she was born the moon was bright and a moonbeam had reflected off her oh-so-small form just as she was emerging into the world. Moonlight swam well. The elder drops complimented her for she knew just how to bend her form when encountering seaweed, sticks, and other water drops. Yet Moonlight thought of herself as just another drop.
Wonderful, Dan!
Beautiful!
Thanks @TaraPenry for sharing Dan’s gorgeous parable. It hit me to the core Dan. Thank you for this inspirational and moving piece.
Loved this! ❤️