8/6/2022 Yellow Lunar Sun/ Magnetic Bat Moon of Purpose, Day 12

2 Ahau

 

Yellow Lunar Sun

 

That Time of Year lies yawning –

Stretching the Space between Seasons

Days – Weeks of Promise when depending on the Solstice

We stand between cold Dread and warm Anticipation

 

That Time of Year takes the plant Roots deep –

Makes its Moves from inner Signals

Cosmic Calls of ice-filled Lakes –

Frost – Cold –Wind –Snow and Rain

 The skies of November resemble a Day in March

When grey 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

 

That Time of Year lay shivering.

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

 

 

That 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