sacred journey

celestial light entwines
the sacred intensity of the moon
it’s radiance penetrating the cosmos
transforming the raging fire of the sun

waxing and waning
it journeys thru fullness
while gracefully embracing
the subtle irony of newness

each day brings anticipation
of this iridescent exploration
welcoming the evolution inherent
in this cycle of change

if only

there’s a sadness when new turns to old
when leaves glide from the sky and the air turns cold
dandelions still blossom, their vibrancy too bold
and the graying sky mirrors desires untold

amongst it all new life grows strong
fragileness protected because it doesn’t yet belong
waiting to break free to sing its own song
nudging and prodding, wondering if it will take long

just like the butterfly yearns to be free
to express and experience loves ecstasy
so confusing remains this duplicity
teetering on edge, if only flight could be