I lay, eyes to the darkened sky

And on this night, I see the glory of the presence

Of a luminous quarter moon

Piercing through the sheer of my window

Her palette draped in an aura of darkness

Her hint of light

Speaking to the future of brightness in the glimpses of our darkest moment.  

Shining in her glory, I wonder as to a star

What was I feeling during quarter moons before?

What about the harvest moons before me?

What about the full moon cycles that are to come?

Was I still strong, will I be stronger?

Was I hurting, will the pain ever subside?

Was I experiencing another parallel cyle of life?

Good. bad, or indifferent;

And what propelled me again, always looking  to her future cycles?

With a watchful eye, I saw her poignancy

Her splendor, her control

Saying to me that even in this phase,

Her cycles dictate more than what is perceived

Her gravitational pulls of existence,

Of love, and of living

Are not minimized by the mere presence of this quarter moon stage

There is strength in her timing.

As a quarter moon

She offers just a little peek

Not wanting to reveal too much other than glimpses 

Of unforseen and unnecessary circumstances of life

Akin to the rain, knowing that she feeds and nourishes

And blankets us even in the stillness of the night

Letting us know that she can also bring drought and torrents

As so, can control the emotions of our experiences.

Her cycles evolve

She strenghtens her presence during the night

As time evolves, she sprinkles moon dust to grace our being

She tests us to see if we are discerning.

As she emerges in full splendor;

A full moon or a harvest moon is presented

Integrating the experiences of prior cycles 

She speaks again, asking

Are you strong enough to handle the light that I bring to you in this cycle?

Akin to the sun, she promotes positive life energy even against her dark palette

And can determine your fruitfulness and seasons of bounty.

Akin to our belief and faith in God,

She confirms that there is something bigger than us in control.

In direct union with God, she can direct the ebb and flow of nature.

In direct union with God, she has a hand in the conception of life.

In direct union with God, she helps to reward us in bounty.

The lunar, that protects us at night;

A legacy in the tales of old;

Is another guide to the timing of our individual life cycles;

A marvel of nature to guide our paths in our darkest moments.

Bigger than we will ever know,

Her strength available if we choose to understand her messages of timing.

Celestine McMullen Allen ©Copyright 2009