Moon

Heart

A. N. Tipton

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Photo by Benjamin Voros on Unsplash

The Moon is my solace,

my comfort,

my dark conspirator.

She shines

her silvery light,

like ocean waves of peace.

The pain in my heart bleeds

as I feel the Moon’s presence,

telling me it’s going to be okay.

But it won’t.

Ever be okay again.

And that’s okay.

Because I am never alone,

as long as I look up

into the night sky,

to that glowing presence,

the deep well of silence,

that gives me solace on the lonely night.

Is the Moon is alone too?

Alone in the starry sky,

giving,

giving,

always giving,

to her children who abide in Gaia’s arms.

Growing,

shrinking,

spinning,

hiding,

but always and ever present.

She shines her luminescence

upon my sometimes

shattered soul,

encasing

my beating heart

in her eternal mystery.

She controls the tides,

and the lunacy of the condemned,

and the cleansing of crystals

and bowl burning ceremonies

helping us release

that which holds us bound.

That which holds me bound,

feeling forever indebted to

her quiet presence,

the Moonlight’s

grace reflected

deep with in my heart.

Thank you for reading!

© 2021 A. N. Tipton

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A. N. Tipton

I am a Writer, a Lover of Books, a Mother & an Usui Reiki Master who loves to read & write & all things Universal. Words move me, inform me, inspire me.