Full Moon in Pisces. Friday the 13th.
Good morning…I let this day rise in me with simply sitting here imaging the moon in Her Fullness, and me, being the conduit for whatever words she wishes me to write. Unedited as she speaks through me.
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She turns on her axis
Feet muddied in the long walk
With no destination she feels
the pivot in her breath
in her heart
in the ley lines of her soul
that call her to directions
~
In the upside down
In the inside out
In her all around
~
A digestion of spaciousness
A de-polarization of what human
make of truths
~
She turns on her axis
sideways
longways
upside down ways
Looking at the Full Moon
Hanging above
Beckoning
~
She rests in this rotation
Calmed in the circle of
Luminosity
Filled by the voice of
a thousand unheard songs
pulsed to her heart
in the brilliance of
~
How Infinity opens her heart
to the full vastness
of every known and unknown
way Love remembers Herself
Nothing else ever mattered
~
The Moon licks away the mud
on her feet
Kisses her toes in reverence
Gently pushes the fulcrum
of her breath
In the sway of perfect Uni-scense
~
~
cc jeanne adwani
