The Edge of the Moon
The endless music calls from the dark green depths
Softening the edges and
absorbing the burning brightness from the day.
The incessant voice of the wind
tickling, nudging, pulling, generating
the desire
to dive in the ancient waves
to dance in the light of the moon
that gives me her strength, my strength
and holds my heart.
Life flowing forth from the Divine Mother
Did you do these Mary?
Yes! All the poems and artwork are mine. Thanks
Is there to get one of this? …the moon Ettie
I don’t have any prints made, but I could work on that! Thanks Ettie
Your moon is my favorite!!! If you ever have prints made I would love to buy one.