Wednesday, June 13, 2018

New Moon Night




picture my own


When the heavens appear as rainbows melting into the ocean blue and silver,
when the crashing waves flood through your soul and wash away all wrongful memories,
when the new moon dons the skies this darkest of dark nights,
celebrate the death of the old, the past, that which does not serve you,
and embrace the warmth and the love and the growth of the Aspen,
protecting your ancestors, shading your present and reaching to your higher self.




5 comments:

  1. Wow! You have me reaching new heights today! Once again the power of your prose!!

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  2. Let go of the past and look to the future. Well done!

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  3. The past is important cuz the past is the foundation for our now and our future, friend Shadow … Love, cat.

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  4. A beautiful calming poem................

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