Here it is,
softened by elements so warm,
autumnal winds raise skirts and flags
as the equinox opens wide the door
inviting itself in.
King cups incubating underground
await the winter chills to come and pass
before their faces break to the light again.
Yet for now, it’s Mabon’s time.
Tread softly into completion,
as the natural world calls for gentleness
while all around rages, freezes then thaws….
before Ostara comes our way once more.
Your wheel is whatever you make it….
within your perfect equilibrium.


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