Gemini Full moon – Cold mourning moon

Moment to moment 

A deer meets me on the path 

and leads me into the forest

To join its herd

We enter the circle they hold

And I sit, the deer beside me, quiet and calm 

The moon full and bright, shines down 

Illuminating the moment, the year

I let go 

And the Black sludge of grief, pain and frustration 

Flows out of my body into the earth

Making space for the silvery moonlight to enter

filling me up

The moons gift 

Go lightly she reminds me.

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