The
Full moon in January calls to my soul with gentle releasing…
She
takes my intentions and draws them unto her light as she becomes my compass
pulling me out of my dark. She is also called the “Wolf Moon” as my soul rises
with the howl song, a song that rises from deep within me; as we in winter
retreat inward to touch the fire that burns within our souls.
Full Moon Holds January
full
moon,
holds
January-
in
its light,
releasing
all that is hard-
often
regretful,
into
the night,
I
do not want regret,
to
wane against-
my
hoping,
for
all that pulls-
me
down,
I
look up at your gleaming.
light
around me,
like
a compass-
pulling
me out,
of
my dark.
what
restrains us,
tries
to stain us-
the
humanness of us,
only
wants to speak-
of
our guilt.
but
my soul rises,
with
its howl song-
rises
with its dance,
rises
in the presence-
of
winter’s soon retreating.
the
moon longs to,
touch
the breath-
of
the sun,
as
I desire to reach-
for
the fire,
burning
within me-
passion
touching,
freeing
heart-
beckons
me,
to
be.

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