Growing

Now the moon

is getting on with the business of growing

daily a little more,

inching into Her eventual fullness.

Here on the ground

I decide this month of poetry journalling

shall be a book

a chapbook of my relationship with Her.

First the cover.

I won’t steal but I have no moon photos 

of my own.

I choose instead this lump of lapis lazuli.

Over-exposed

it shows one crescent edge, deep blue

fading to nothing,

the rest of the circle hidden in white light.

Behind that edge

is an arc of shadow, and an echoing curve

of golden glow

suggesting the dark side, and the reflected sun.

On the surface

flecks I know to be gold are vague and grey

like craters.

This stone depicts the moon; I convince myself.

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I tell clients

that the Moon card in Tarot holds all implications

at once

of moonlight which both illuminates and distorts.

Dreams, visions ...

or illusion, deceit, delusion, self-deception....

Stay in the light

I say. Don’t wander off into the shadows.

Yet I know

the distracting, shadowy side paths can lead

to deep places

of intuition, inspiration, flowers that bloom in the dark.

Her teachings

are true but not aways straightforward.

I hold to Her, and

we move into wider space, like children exploring.

Journalling my relationship with the moon: 3
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