Goddess of the Moon through gloom,
Waiting for my abundance to bloom.
Not too fast but it’s coming soon,
Awaiting the turn of the seasons,
Hopefully they fall before June.
Tuning all the way in,
Hermit, I continue to go within,
Expressing happy without the grin,
Smiling with my eyes; my favorite kind of sin.
Hold me close, as I rise,
Trust the process and allow the surprise,
To expose all of her beauty right before your very eyes.
Change is coming, do not resist,
Like Christmas Eve, I made a list,
Manifesting everything I wish,
I feel it coming and this is it.