Moon
Sun
The female moon the male sun the aspects always in perfect balance one shining a light on the other the other reflecting in an everlasting dance of courtesy and lifting up the other for the sake of lifting the other up. The light of the sun would disappear into the vast nothingness that is everything of space if it were not for the moons surface to catch the light ant make it exist, like the moon would be forever in the dark if it wasn't for the light of the sun. Warm light dark cold endlessness. The need for each other is natural it IS our nature. We shine we hide we reflect we subside. Eclipsing each other to safety. Sun rise flare, moon soul bare. Gold scorching embracing of the silver ever shapeshifting goddess
The full moon tipped us over an edge. The sun punctuated the moment perfectly.
Solstice
Winter
Dark
Cold
....resting....
gathering
and in spring
we rise.
Birth
after
birth
Into the arms of the new world
We
Us
Rise
I.A.m
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