Saturday, November 28, 2015

that the moon pours down
like nectar all around you
and brings the soft songs 
of ancients to your ears
rising from the still
inside the dark
so that you can hear their voices
as starshine painted in reminder
that you are loved
in the way that light
plays out the vibration 
that forms the rhythm in tandem
with the pulse of rushing 
through your heart

so you can know
the yearning of the stars
to dance between your breaths
and the desire of sunrise
to kiss you as hope lifted 
in the ascension of
another dawn
with the wings of the miracle 
of all the being that you are
held by the winds
of the warmth of Creation

what I pray
for you this night

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