When Dawn and Moon Speak: Finding Balance in Life’s Quiet Moments
What if the sky’s gentle handoff from moon to sunrise is also an invitation for us to find harmony in our own lives?
The Early Morning
Hilaire Belloc
The moon on the one hand, the dawn on the other;
The moon is my sister, the dawn is my brother.
The moon on my left and the dawn on my right-
My brother, good morning; my sister, good night.
Reflection
Belloc’s short poem captures a universe of calm in just a handful of lines. The moon and the dawn greet each other like siblings trading places, reminding us that every ending hands the world gently into a new beginning. Their quiet exchange invites us to reflect on our own transitions — the moments when something leaves so something else can arrive. In this cosmic rhythm, nothing is rushed and nothing is wasted. We’re reminded that balance isn’t found in dramatic shifts but in simple, steady exchanges of light and shadow.
What part of this poem speaks most to your life right now?