Six am and the air is cool and chilled,
The phone vibrates, the message beeps,
I get up, dressed and moving,
The morning is ready to greet.
Headlights bounce off the trees hanging low,
One swings in and we are ready to go,
As the moon inches towards setting,
Vibrant light, radiant glow.
The wash of the beams dance through her hair,
She dances near and far,
Twirling and tempting those to awaken,
For the temptress of the moon is without fear.
Blessing bestowed to crystals and rocks,
kisses and embracing of nymphs, fairies and elves,
The moon beam pave the way to connect heaven and earth,
Giving way to Peace and unity for all.
The beckoning of the moon to the sun is returned,
Purple lit sky transforms into orange and gold,
Abundance is returned to the coolness of the night,
As the radiant heat blisters those moon beam rays.
We walk step by step on the regular route,
The mystical world swirling through us,
The river flowing breathing life on it’s way,
The songs of the birds, resonating flutes.
Returned once again to the home that I live,
The Moon has now passed, the magic perhaps gone?
With each breath taken I know this true,
The Moon and the Sun are connected in Love.
At the Full Moon the Sun and Moon are opposed,
Lighting all of the Earth through source and reflection,
Connected we are, No flower unfurled,
All are present, all are beautifully exposed.