Wednesday, 25 August 2010

The Power Moon

Some fisherman have been heard to say that following the full moon throughout the warm months, expect a rise in winds within a week afterwards - maybe a southeaster. Typically it happens.
I shed my day’s lows to stare up in awe. Although round there breaths a power. A trance. To gawk. No words. I see peace and wellness. It draws me in. I can not leave. 
You wonder what is. Where spoken truths may lie. No danger there. Illumination.
The void between the earth and the sky exits darkness. I cry out to touch. Yet the distance shapes the illusion. Again it pulls me in - like the sea to the shore. 
The full moon. 
The power moon.

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