Veil of soft embrace.
Your light reflects the
Pools of wisdom and grace
As illusion's cunning
Mirror cloaks the knowledge
Of inner flood gates.
Filter and flow of celestial sight
As velvet darkness parts the way
Of expansive breath and I tremble
Bowing to your Path of Surrender.
The veil parts
The portal opens
And ALL stand waiting
In anticipation of your
I walk silently down the wrought iron stairway and into my back yard, out into the moonlit night. Noise comes crowding in and I breathe deeply pushing out what seeks to intrude. Lady moon hangs high overhead and the silhouette of tree and plant crowd my view. This is the night of the moon's fullness. This is the expansion of breath and air, mind and heart flowing as one.
I walk to the sacred spot that has received the offerings of many a moonlit night and has witnessed my honoring of the seasons. My hand is warm from the herbs of energy that I carry as offering this night, empowered and quickened in ritual with coven mates two nights before. The potency of their intent moving like tidal flow and peak ready to be carried on the winds that will seed transformation....