fullmoon – Soul Communing

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Hilltop Lunar Spirits

That full moon’s been coming Rising up from the distant horizon Like some glowing gas giant Dawning over some far away world And it’s almost like it remembers me From some dream in another life So, I sought her each twilight Climbing past the hills that were holding her While she grew in the earth’s shadow Emerging more whole with each spinning turn Like a twirling dancer opening her arms I followed her to this mountain valley That fits her like a round yolk In the bowl of it’s own opened eggshell And I can open here, too Crack a bit Hold this Receive this The gifts of these hilltop lunar spirits The crisp air working into my healing lungs Like a new wind filling my sails The night sky’s true black returns Long forgotten by the city And it’s a clear screen for the dreaming To project my slumbering soul Out for a walk through an astral woodland Leaving my body to rest While some part of me is here Spreading up through the mountain pines And down through the valley oaks Taking up all the soft sage perfume Into my spirit and back home to the Soft sigh of my sleeping nostrils Leaving the sweetness of the earth’s blossoms On my tongue

That full moon’s been coming
Rising up from the distant horizon
Like some glowing gas giant
Dawning over some far away world

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