The moon and Venus

I took a walk on the terrace after dinner. As I walked, I began listening to a podcast I had been wanting to enjoy. I noticed Venus shining brightly in the sky, with the waxing crescent moon just below it. I was in awe of the beauty of the world. Earlier, I had been feeling worried and frustrated about my syllabus while stuck in my room, but stepping outside to see this stunning view lifted my spirits.

The brightness in the sky, the gentle waves splashing in the lake, the cool, breezy air—all of it made the night feel dreamy and transformed it into something beautiful. It felt as if I were lost in an enchanting museum, where even the ghosts are like angels. I had the urge to reach out and touch everything, knowing that nothing would break. I was reminded that, in the end, it is all about finding calmness and peace.

The moon was slowly descending, making me reflect on how I am here. The plants surrounding me are here, the air I breathe is with me, and the streetlights are illuminating everything. While everything appears the same, some things are meant to fade away. Is it that difficult for me to understand? Not everything can last; not every moment I experienced will remain, and not every bond I share with someone will endure. Everyone will move on, and everyone has the right to do so—whether it’s moving to a new place, stepping away from an argument, leaving a toxic environment, exiting a room that doesn’t belong to you, or releasing yourself from certain thoughts and memories.

They don’t leave because they are cowards; they leave because engaging in the situation might lead to conflict or further complications. They run, often never looking back. As Taylor Swift said, "Sometimes the bravest thing to do is run." It takes courage to let go and to move on.

We are like the moon and Venus—so close yet distant, not meant to be together, yet choosing each other’s company. Still, we are protected by the eye of God. What’s more beautiful than that?

total beauty.

I thought about adding a picture of the view, but when I reached for my camera, I realized the moment had passed. The moon and Venus had moved out of sight, but that breathtaking view remains etched in my mind. I admired it so beautifully, with the trees casting shadows over the scene. Someone else might be enjoying that same view right now. It’s interesting how the world can feel both vast and small at the same time.

I see everything in such an uneven way, especially when it comes to gratitude. I have so much to be thankful for, yet I often find myself focusing on my problems and the mistakes I've made, regretting the choices I didn’t take.

The truth is that problems eventually fade and often don’t return. I've never been particularly good at accepting things easily.

I can’t see the moon, and I felt a bit down about it. But then I looked up, and the sky was filled with bright stars. They were still there, even when the moon came and went. I guess in our lives, some people are like stars who will stay with us no matter who comes or goes. Some stars will always be with me, even though I may never see them. There will always be stars, even if I’m busy looking at the moon and Venus.

The stars have shown me that they will always be there, and I wish to be a star in someone else’s life, rather than just a moon or Venus. I want to be the kind of person who is ready to help others with pure intentions.

I have never seen anything more beautiful than you two, the moon and Venus, but I will always carry empathy for the stars.