It is the small secrets
that grow overwhelming large
in invisible shadows cast
by the waxing gibbous moon
that become your life,
forever changing who you are.
It is the large things
giving birth to the shadows
that flush you out to deep sea
where you must tread water long enough
until the right wave can carry you back
in the direction of your dreams.
I was born at the waxing gibbous moon and wanted to know what the spirtual signifcance was .Your poem is a beautiful find as i begin to catch the wave that brings me back to remembering my true self and my dreams Thanks RhiONA Wren
Thanks Dan. Good luck with all your readying for the changes ahead…
Yep!
Thanks Krystyna..glad you enjoy my poetry. I am happy to hear this.
Thanks Polona. Hope you are well.
small secrets and dreams… and the moon
what would life be like without them…
enjoyed
I love to start my day with your amazing poem.
One of your great poem I put on my right side bar.
Please, write me if you disagree with it.
All the best to you!
Thanks Aurora and Floots. Dream on, I shall, Aurora, and enjoy your good start, Floots.
here’s to small secrets
your words have given my day a good start
thanks don
Wow! Dream on!