Shuvihani Moon

Full moon nigh Has an eerie feel Dark clouds mystify Pathway of the surreal. Raindrops echo steadily With each and every step I continue on methodically While shadows by me crept. Full moon nigh Damp fog rolling near Heightened senses intensify The woods become austere. Through my hair, a gentle brush Breeze or ghostly presence Upon my skin, icy touch Starlit path of luminescence. Full moon nigh Beckons my restless spirit The crow loudly cries "Fate awaits implicit!" Ancient wisdom implore Incantations and elixirs The mind is an open door For the spiritual path's fissure. Full moon nigh When the dreamworld is revealed Great horned owl flies Now is the time to heal.