There is a certain
swollen feeling
that arises
when you want to see
moon light
the way it look
the way it feels
in truth
when dull
orange
street lamps
are all turned off
and out of sight
not haunting
your peripheral vision.
You drive up
the mountain road
and move beyond
the counterfeit
watching as
Mother Moon
reveals herself
slowly
through the
feminine sillouhette
of night-black evergreens
singing her ancient
swooning lullaby
of pure
clean
light.
Standing
in this illumination
you can feel
your body
full of perforations
full of space
as she permeates you
everywhere.
There is a certain
swollen feeling
that arises
when you want to feel
moonlight –
heaven’s light –
living in
your being.
Follow
that feeling.
Find your
true moon.

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