You will hear thunder and remember me,
And think: she wanted storms. The rim
Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson,
And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.

That day, the moon, it will all come true,
when, for the last time, I take my leave,
And hasten to the heights that I have longed for,
Leaving my shadow still to be with you. 

Anna Akhmatova

For the spaces in between dark and light, and for those of us in love with the moon, who harken when we hear the melodious murmur of her call. 

This listing is for one 5X7 blank greeting card, professionally printed on heavy matte cardstock, and comes with an ivory envelope encased in a protective cellophane sleeve.

Please allow 2-3 weeks for delivery.