Darkest of Dark Moon

A poem from hidden lands

This poem emerged around the time of the last dark moon of 2024.  I love the cycles from dark moon to full moon, and round again. Living with no light pollution, the contrast of the luna wave is stark. 

Darkest of Dark Moon

Darkest of dark moon, 
be this body
As conductor of 
dark sky
and black, whole 
earth
A holy trinity,
integrated,
walks the hidden land -
senses sharpened 

Feeling as the 
crowns of ash 
and oak,
seeing as owl, 
and smelling
as fox

And with ears
of an awakened 
bear -

Bear ears!

That which,
once, could not be  
sated,
is now full,
like a cat belly round
and curled,
resting deeply

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