#19
The Moon resides in me.
I celebrate the moon.
Waning sleep cycle
Of a goddess,
Receding for comfort,
Needing stillness
And the small voice
quiet in shadows
speaks to me,
hibernating cells
Relinquishing fire,
A fragile unshelling
Waiting to come out
fully
awakened,
my surging ocean moving
Across sands and pebbled beaches,
An expanding heart
Gathering points of light
A pulsating
Chakra orb,
A constellation of stars
And synoptic sparks
on fire.
hinarising 