Hija de la Luna

Soy un pedacito del Universo bendito

Hija de la Luna – theme

In honor of tonight’s full moon…

I am having a love affair with the moon

How I wish I could make her grow round and swollen at will
She births my creativity – longing and desire illuminated under her soft gaze
She can swell up slowly until so full she might burst, then a gradual deflation, like sighing.
Exhaling softly, then silent into the dark of the night.
I will write her my poetry and sing her essence as wolves howl their praise,
As the frogs gleam a tinted green, while oceans reflect her full splendor.
I am silent and still, humbled to bear witness to her cycles
In sync with my own, what is it to grow? 
I am but only her mere daughter birthing nothing more than words.


Categories: Poetry

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