A Destined Moon
for the sisterhood
A fire in the night light up seeing stars twinkle and the moon is on Her way down the road we turned around and around until we knew in our broken bones what was true and red birds flew the sky got more blue over the green sea we prayed unto our Mother who knew chaos would crumble our power would rumble and this moment brought destiny to Her knees.
I wrote this poem one night I spent with a close friend under a full moon. (Shout out to you, K!)
We made a fire and drank a little wine and burnt incense.
We cleansed ourselves of ties to people and situations that no longer served us.
We bore witness to each other, in reverent sisterhood.
It’s the times like these, ladies, that make the greatest difference in our lives.
May we all have such sisters.
Blessed Be,
Hunni
This is an original, unpublished poem by Hunni Bloom.
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