Red Lunar Earth
On the far Edge of Consciousness
Where Sky meets
Earth
The Circles appear –
Beautiful Mysteries
Like veiled Women
waiting –
Serenely profound
Woven of Grain,
Water, and Soil –
Sacred to Goddesses
–
Numinous Artistry
From Time immemorial
In the Fields they
lay
Like mystical
Baskets
Holding symbolic Language
Of a new Age of the
Goddess –
Music made visible
Stepped down in Frequency
–
Given freely that we
may partake
To nourish the World
Soul –
For these are Soul’s
Food –
Inklings and Intimations
Of our imminent Evolution
Into Beings of
Light.
©Kleomichele Leeds
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