Tonight, she draped herself with a white, blue and grey star strewn shawl. Counted 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and proclaimed that we had given her a proper welcome. Hail Moon.
Little ones to bed with the song still on their lips and in their hearts....."I see the moon and the moon sees me".
3 older ones to our magick.
Thank you Mother for listening to our work. Thank you Mother for listening to our hopes. Thank you Mother for making it possible to be who we are; strong, unafraid and ready.
Good night my lovelies, sweet full moon dreams.
The same back to you.
ReplyDeleteThank you Linda.
ReplyDeleteThank you my dear friend.
ReplyDeleteThis was beautiful. I have an old poem about the moon..
ReplyDeleteHail fair moon ruler of night
guard me and mine until the light
Hail fair sun ruler of day
guard me and mine along our way.
Lovely♥
ReplyDeleteI totally missed the full moon last night - it was storming so I didn't even try to go outside. I have a photo similar to the one you are showing here where the full moon is peeking through the clouds...I have always enjoyed looking at the moon (does that make me a lunatic?) LOL
ReplyDeleteThe moon was beautiful last night. Thank you for your poem. Beautiful picture! I love it!
ReplyDeleteOh Linda, this is such a beautiful post. My heart is pulled by the gentle tug of your words. Happy belated full moon, sweet lady.
ReplyDeleteI hope that you are keeping well,
ReplyDeleteJane