TITLE: Kiss the Moon

It was a quiet moment on the open plains of Mara North. The sky stretched endlessly, the land rolled out in silence, and even a towering giraffe seemed small beneath the vastness. As I watched this lone figure walking across the savanna, the moon hung faintly in the morning sky. And for one fleeting second, it looked as if he was reaching to kiss it. In that moment, I felt something shift. A sense of humility washed over me. The kind only nature can give. “Kiss the Moon” became a quiet gesture of respect. A reminder of our place in this world. Small. Grateful.

AUTHOR: Elizabeth Yicheng Shen (United States)