Grandmother moon,
I see you.
I feel you.
And I hear your story,
Of mothers who walked continents for their children.
Warrior-ess of strength who battle armies, with their children on their back.
Selene on her chariot,
Artemis with her bow and arrows.
Luna......
Grandmother moon, I hear you as you send me strength in the forms of your stories.
Grandmother moon,
I see you, as you are eclipse.
Grandmother moon,
You are still there, even in the shadow of darkness,
But just for the moment...
And then,
you
return..
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