Shining down she sees our hurt, our life, our love. A kind friend, neighbor, mother, whose love is eternal. This friend has seen our word through eons and seen our times of love or need. The quiet rays of hope and care shimmer down to us from their, her helping hand. She centers around us and is always there even when you cannot see. She’s bound around a wounded tree. She saw us when we were young the child in this universe, she has seen us when we are tired and angry or spiteful. She has seen when we hate our selves our friends, our brothers but around she still goes. She is the light in our darkness, the defender of the dark, the despair, the dreamless night.
Our Mother Moon
December 20, 2008