Fullness of the Lady

When the Sun balances
on the rim of the mountains;
tumbling his rays with sprays
of golden showers into the valleys below;

The Earth trembles
beneath the edge of the shadowing horizon
and with one last slow push
gives birth to the rising Moon.

She peers curiously at
her departing lover and
pulls herself higher to see
where he has gone.

Her rounded belly glows
from his hidden strength.

She stretches her arms
across the sky, braiding the stars
into her radiant hair.

Strolling across the night
she sings to the dreamers
as she journeys to join
her restless lover.

~Flame RavenHawk