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The Moon is Forever
I cannot help but gaze into the moon,
And I instantly lose myself unto Her.
She claims my spirit and joins mine to her own.
We dance her eventide course
Hearts beating, ebb and flow of moon-led tide,
Pulsating with the sacred feminine spirit.
Her visage is a silver orb
Glowing with radiance
From within a lofty throne of clouds.
Her veil is the elusive haze of mist.
I reach for Her gown of silken oblivion
Floating down on a phantom breeze.
My hand grasps Her skirts
She pulls me up in the
Mystical dance.
The stars are the glimmering jewels
From her bespangled cloak of darkness.
The velvet cloak obscures the Heavens
And wraps closely around the Earth,
An intimate embrace,
An immanent reclaiming of
Mysteries once forgotten.
How can I forget Her splendour?
How can I not long for Her with ardor?
The breeze may ruffle Her filmy veils
Across Her shining face,
But I will still know that She is there.
Always and forever,
For all eternity
Never to leave my consciousness.
Her phases come and go,
Though ever is She present.
Will I ever lose sight of Her luminous grace?
No, I have remembered Her!
She was always there.
It was only time until
I was left with no choice
…
But to remember
And to hold on to Her
…Forever.
