Thank you Grandmother
For beaming your love
From where you hang full
In the night sky above
Untether your steeds
Who draw back the tide
Revealing the truths
That no longer can hide
Then bidding the Good,
True, and Beautiful stay,
Wash all that no longer
Serves me away
Leaving me basking
In your silver light
Refreshed, and renewed,
And reborn on this night.
~August 19, 2016
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