Miriam’s moon
moves through the night
She bathes me in blessings
I swim in her light
She waxes and wanes
In her darkness no pain
But a deep well of wellness
Where I can let go
And open to the flow
Miriam’s moon
moves through the night
She bathes me in blessings
I swim in her light
She waxes and wanes
In her darkness no pain
But a deep well of wellness
Where I can let go
And open to the flow
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