We have a night and early morn of magical wonder,
the significance of which is probably unique to
different folk. The Esoteric crowd, the Pagan
community, the Christian domain, the scientists,
to name a few. This phenomenal event even means
several unexpected things to me as I meditate. I
somehow feel I can now properly let go of 2018
and all the happenings therein. As the moon
rises, now free of its bloody hue, I feel open to new
beginnings and hopeful that I will be willing and able
to rise to the occasion. In the end though, I am hit
anew with the wonder of the Universe, its majesty,
its cycles, as well as those we still know nothing about.
How I pray I have the strength and determination to
accept the gift of this new year and become at last
all that I can be.
wonder of wonders
secrets of the universe
peeking in tonight
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