Tuesday, 25 January 2011

The witching moon

A bright golden moon that shines out so bright
She sees all three faces one wintry night
The maiden, the mother, the lover the crone
They all mould together and melt into one

The maiden will give you her innocent smile
The lover will dance under the moon for a while
The old crone she sits in her medicine wheel
She knows that through opening our hearts that we heal

She walks through the darkness and faces her fears
And breaks her heart open releasing the tears
She shakes and she quakes and will take you down deep
The last thing she has on her mind now is sleep

Accepting all faces she knows she must
Release all her fears in order to trust
The maiden is gentle as love starts to swell
The lover enchanted with this magic spell

The old crone is wise and she stands & watches
And knows of her failings, the graspy tight clutches
Face all your shadows, don't fear the night
Be who you are and sparkle with light

She knows in her heart that all of this yearning
The fire is strong the flame keeps on burning
Through shedding of skin, through our resurrection
We look through our heart eyes, love shows the direction

We're all on this journey, unique gifts we share
Removing all masks we strip ourselves bare
Connect with your heart light, in love there's no lack
Shed all your fears and never look back

Abundant and joyful and sparkling with light
She raises her arms up and thanks the dark night
And as the stars twinkle, now flowing with love
She thanks what's below her and and all that's above

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