The May Full Flower Blood Super Moon tonight so this one calls me....
The Path of Lady Moon.
Will you take
the old path
of
the Moon?
The path
of poetry
and prayer;
of myth,
and magic,
of beauty,
and blessing,
known only to
monks,
and mages,
and mystics,
and mothers,
and those who
keep the vigil
of the long small hours?
Will you sit
beneath
her
golden benediction
and receive her gift of
stillness,
as you watch her dissolve
into emptiness
monthly?
Will you let her
teach you,
and all upon
this heart harried Earth,
to trust
in Resurrection?
Will you bask
in her
pure light,
that invites
you across
the ocean of dream
to read
the sacred circles
of her
graced Gospel
inscribed by angelic art
upon her
pale pure visage,
long before
she smiled upon
those sleeping spouses,
newly named,
and vigilled Eden's first
dew drenched dawn?
Will you allow
her light
to illume your life
with the
silent music
of the forest
when,
vested in deepest
midnight
and filigreed
in silver,
the leaves dance in
the liturgy
of life and offer
their
praise in whispered
choir?
Will you let her shining
tears
wash you in their tides
and beckon you
to walk upon
the waves from
storm to still,
as once she shone
upon His face
and lit His way upon
the waters?
Will you take
the old path of
the Moon,
and touch there the holy
footprints
of the Mother
and the Maiden
and the Queen,
whose orb she proudly is,
in royal resplendence
hung beneath her
mantled might
and starry crown,
and find
remembrance
there of
all that is
and was
and will be,
in the embrace
of a mother
and her
son,
as the first
gift of grace.
Look up and see
my brother,
Look up and see
my sister,
the soul sky is never
so dark,
that
the old path of the Moon,
the path of blessing,
always ancient
and ever new,
may not
be taken
nightly.
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