I draw you down in my solitude,
Luna, Diana, Hecate, Artemis, Phoebe, Selene.
You are known by many names,
Moon Goddess, I call to you.
I ground myself against the Earth, the domain of life.
This is where I am. My roots reach into the soil.
They affirm I am alive.
I beseech the water, come forth, and flow through my heart.
Carry from me my pain and sorrow. May you be a slow trickle at first,
yet steadily increasing, building gently until my heart gives way,
to the steady stream that will cleanse her.
My heart is ready. My mind prepared.
Akasha, fill the void.
Selene, my companion.
THE DARKEST THOUGHTS BEFORE THE DAWN
