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La Luna and Learning to Let Go

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I used to be a Wolf & wonder why the stars hid from the light of Moon. Now I know, they were embarrassed by the stark beauty of reflection


La Luna

The fragrance of silver light
Ring of frozen roses
Tonight a corralling of bright
Me forever chasing you
The beams are right in front of me
Around and around the misty blue
Kicking up atoms of the Moon
And a palm-lit reflection
To remind me again
Not to grab the beams
And pull in their fragrances
"Oh love, it's over!" said the Moon
What began as Moon scent
Leaves me in a hopeless faith
Until the Vanta blackness
Pushes me back to the womb
I wait for the next phase