reflections of the stars
in the celestial abyss
shine more brightly in the sky.
The night like a soft,
comforting blanket of bliss.
*new moon
s.b.
#poetry #poem #newmoonphase
reflections of the stars
in the celestial abyss
shine more brightly in the sky.
The night like a soft,
comforting blanket of bliss.
*new moon
s.b.
#poetry #poem #newmoonphase
isn’t the moon for waiting.
It’s the one to stop
circling the same
old thoughts debating
A time for self thought
and new beginnings.
For hopefully a more
balanced, confident ending.
༻*ੈ ☆‧₊˚ 🌑 ˚‧₊ ੈ ☆‧₊⋆༺
#newmoonphase #darkmoon #moonmusings
isn’t the moon for waiting.
It’s the one to stop
circling the same
old thoughts debating
A time for self thought
and new beginnings.
For hopefully a more
balanced, confident ending.
༻*ੈ ☆‧₊˚ 🌑 ˚‧₊ ੈ ☆‧₊⋆༺
#newmoonphase #darkmoon #moonmusings
than dark in this
moonless sky.
The moon is
not gone;
it is simply
listening and
drawing a
deep breath
in the shadows
of its dark side.
No light is lost;
it only rests. ⚫️
#poetry #newmoonphase #newmoon #darkmoon
than dark in this
moonless sky.
The moon is
not gone;
it is simply
listening and
drawing a
deep breath
in the shadows
of its dark side.
No light is lost;
it only rests. ⚫️
#poetry #newmoonphase #newmoon #darkmoon