Emotional Security = A Well-Placed Moon

The Moon glows softly, cradling us. It watches, silent and steady. It offers warmth, safety, and home. But is security real, or fleeting?

We seek comfort, a place to rest. A warm touch, a steady beat. The Moon speaks in quiet whispers. It holds our past, our emotions, our fears. Does it protect or keep us bound?

True safety, they say, comes within. Not in walls, but in trust. Trust in choices, in life’s ebb. But trust is fragile, easily lost. A storm comes, and peace shifts. What felt secure begins to slip.

The Moon changes—waxing, waning, moving. It teaches us that safety shifts. Peace is not still, not owned. What soothes today may fade tomorrow. Yet, we hold on, needing stability.

So, is security real, or imagined? Is home a place, or a feeling? Maybe it is both, or neither. Maybe peace is found in trust. Trust in ourselves, in life’s flow.

And maybe, in surrender, we see—home was never lost, only waiting.