Burnished Moon

Tonight, coming to the brow of the hill
canopied by darkened skies, I gasped.
There, hanging low, like a rich red blood orange
sat the magnificent March Moon, meditating,
as if the song of OM were hers to sing out to the world.
If we who travel along the roads of chaos avoiding
the sink holes, could but lift our wearied eyes, 
if we could genuflect with 
deep respect to this Queen of the night,
we too would know how to sound the OM. 
Now is the time to stop chasing that endless tail,
watch and listen to the Moon in the sky
and the Moon in our Souls 
where, burning quietly, Peace does dwell…….
See her there in your third eye…… 
she glows with the burnished truth of the Earth. 

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2 thoughts on “Burnished Moon

  1. this has to be your best yet. I love it! It speaks to my heart and soul. Thank you for putting into words such deep feelings. What a blessing1 x

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