Snowing blowing freezing
Full moon teasing
Through crystallized clouds
In spires of snow laden pines
Cathedral in the woods
At times too tired to be inspired
Except by moon or stars or trees
with snowy frosting reaching
up to sky like these
Though tired, weary to the bone
Greeted warmly by woods, at home
too tired to answer any phone
Yet the words go on the page
imperfect for this tired age
a promise kept to me.
Inspired, In Spirit, in keeping with my word.
I wish you could see these tall tall pines, deeply rooted, buried in snow, reaching for the sky… The wind will clear them soon enough, shake them good and lick the frosting off in a whoosh.
Enjoy the Full Moon! May you soak in that energy, bathe in the full moonlght, breathe it in… then give it back into the world with kindness, love, peace, and gratitude.
Namaste ~ Betsy