Sagittarius Full Moon
The many faces of the Moon
reflecting starlight in her many
moods
entrance the sky.
My mortal eyes want to believe
adventures, mythologies, romantic
rhymes .
Tell me, hoary elders,
rejuvenated for your fling
in sacred moonlight,
dancing from your ivied
castles
to mystic mountain
legendary glades,
tell me why I should believe
in magic of codes and
spells and sacrifice.
Is the wisdom of the ages
so constrained?
My species may be blind to
true eternity,
but we mutate,
find and define
new ways to see.
Fixed belief is far too
limiting
for me.
Dear Sister Moon, separate
entity
from birth, entwined destiny
with Mother Earth,
patterns re-cycling reveal
what we regard to be real
is but reflection.
Face to face to face, fluid
to change.
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