1/12/2020 Yellow Lunar Seed/ Resonant Monkey Moon of Attunement, Day 3

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Yellow Lunar Seed

There is a Time of Year that lies yawning –

Stretching the Space between Seasons

Days – Weeks of Promise when, depending on the Solstice

We stand between cold Dread and warm Anticipation

There is a Time of Year that takes the plant Roots deep –

Makes its Moves from inner Signals

Cosmic Calls of ice-filled Lakes –

Frost – Cold –Wind –Snow and Rain

 Skies of November resemble a Day in March

When Clouds give no Comfort or Promise of Warmth

Finally, winter loses Strength –

A Seed begins its brave invisible

 Ascent to early Suns too pale for warming –

Only Faith supports our Skin and Bones

Now chilled and blue with Longing

For spring the winter’s Damage to atone

There is a Time of Year that shivers

While we, like Children, short-sighted

And burning with Desire cannot wait

For howling, whistling Winds

To blow away the Old and bring upon the New -

The autumnal Days of early spring are rude –

They tease and taunt without Remorse

There is a Time of Year too short to name until …

Azure fills a Sky of cotton Clouds –

Jonquil Petals open with the Violet

Green Grass quivers with the Flights of little Bees

Whose Legs are yellow Pollen laden

Daffodil sits up with Hyacinth upon the Hill

The Moth awakes to fly on parchment Wing

The Seasons turn – Gaia smiles – naming Spring.

©Kleomichele Leeds