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By Moonlight: Interlude III

She is his Queen. The drip of his pulse taps out her name. The pull of his heart seeks out her essence. His thoughts sync only with her ka, her spirit, the essential presence that is she. Woman who has stolen his will to be, to exist, to breathe. She who has lifted the dark bonds that once held him tight, imprisoned within the enemy of himself. By moonlight she appeared, dressed in the rays of cosmos, crowned by the starlight. At dawn, they walked hand in hand, moving against the cloak of the cosmos, in fear of none, in search of the All.

Rise, My Queen

from The Thought Journal of Ethan

By Moonlight, An Apocalyptic Fairy Tale by Q. Lenise Lee

Posted in 52 Sunrises, Bad poetry, Journal

I rise early

Because creation is within me, and I am part of creation.

My spirit is lifted with the sun, and calmed with the cresting of the moon.

I am.  Part of movement of essence that binds all life as one, pulsing being.

I rise early, so that I may set my thoughts on course.

Heal.  Mend.  Sow.  Illumunate.

What is to come.

I do not rise alone.

I am.  With the one, the all, the source that ebbs and flows within, without, over, under, through.

I rise early, to feel the power moving my breath with purpose.

Peace.  Love.  Laughter.

To accept, to bond, to share.

I rise early to set paths of vibrant currents, ever forward, ever onward.  Homeward, bound.

 

Copyright 2018, Lenise Lee Pbn.