​​​​Stewart Dawson

      Rays Stolen from the Lyric Moon

​                    “There he brings rays stolen from the lyric moon and places them on her hair”

     The title for this chapter comes from a 1919 silent film directed by D.W. Griffith starring Lillian Gish called “Broken Blossoms”. The film doesn’t have anything to do with this chapter; I just wanted to use the line for my title. I like it. But I don’t believe there is anything that can be done with stolen rays from the moon.

     It is wonderful that we only have one moon here with us on Earth. I think more than one would be too much. Jupiter has at least sixteen. I’m sure that is fine if you live on Jupiter. One for us is plenty if we would not steal from it. Once in the winter, I looked at the full Moon from New Mexico and I wondered if she might be looking at it in Wisconsin at the same time. Those possibilities would be diminished if we had more than one moon.

     She was a ray stolen from the lyric moon. The ray was stolen in darkness by the bastard thieves of light.  Once a ray is stolen, it vanishes and has no further purpose. The robbers and crooks know this and only steal because they hate the world.

     Rays stolen from the lyric moon are squandered and have no use or value to anyone. And the Moon is dwindled for it.