Blue Moon; a compassion poem Super Blue Blood Moon January 31st 2018
The moons hue is blue, and draws me in like waves of water;
I feel the draw of my eyes bypassing the stars as my
mind follows my soul seeping towards the moon
merging with mesmerising light in the dark. What will it bring?
A turnaround from the cameras of surveillance of fear, from
heartless fines mining working men and women?
A turnaround from the machinations denying freedom
and beauty in life to flow freely, allowing creativity to
flare like a moon river of Moonlight Sonatas.
Silver lighting to make a silver lining of Gold reflecting
Golden principles rippling, shimmering compassion to shore:
Golden ripples of love reaching the sand with waves of empathy and kindness
creating wealth of place on the beach of this life
making castles with kingdoms of trust and security with
no dungeons of despair, no bent bars, no
beauty and freedom stamped out of existence.
Oh Blue Moon, send that healing love reflected to earth, of
life resurrected for health and wealth for all to dance:
Let’s dance, put on our dancing shoes and dance away the
blues with this New Moon of Positive Love.
Wealth is a place of beauty created in and by us.
Written August Blue Moon 2015