The moon is full and robed in blue,
as angels spread their wings,
and scatter stardust on the world;
give hope for better things.
In oceanic blossoming,
the lunar skirts are spread,
to shroud our fears with hope;
to free us of our dread.
The Goddess smiles in secret,
cerulean and bright,
to share her inner mysteries;
sow seeds in fields of night.
http://carolisle.wordpress.com/2012/08/30/what-does-the-blue-moon-mean-for-you/#respond
as angels spread their wings,
and scatter stardust on the world;
give hope for better things.
In oceanic blossoming,
the lunar skirts are spread,
to shroud our fears with hope;
to free us of our dread.
The Goddess smiles in secret,
cerulean and bright,
to share her inner mysteries;
sow seeds in fields of night.
http://carolisle.wordpress.com/2012/08/30/what-does-the-blue-moon-mean-for-you/#respond
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