Celestial Awakenings

One night as the Moon lay resting in perceived solitude,  unknowingly cradled... (a mere crescent) in an inky sky... She began reflecting, and realized that She had always been WHOLE.

Full. 

Mirrored memories stirred.  Since time remembered, She had feared a part of Her had been lost-forgotten alongside the intensity of the Sun's burning brilliance (She loved Him so dearly... how He embodied everything She longed to be); yet, She now knew Her shadow was as much a part of Her Essence as Her own silvered dew-light...

Wholeness, culmination, completion....

Her courses inspired creation; Her Voids were never lack; She surrendered to the effulgent embrace of Sky, and wept sylvan moon-drops, painting the very stars into the Night's velvet.

How long had she ached, longed, cried for the Sun's loving rays to embrace Her? To liberate-illuminate Her from Darkness's depths? To warm her wan pallor?  How long had She craved that which was (always) hidden within?

Oh!  How they had been burning inside Her always!

Awakening.  Bliss.

Her fragmented, fragile heart knit itself back together with the awareness of All that Is.  Of Love. Of shining with a luminescence so radiant, her halo-nimbus was seen thousands of miles away.  She rejoiced in her OWN effulgence. Her own brilliance... (and She was so divinely brilliant!) 

She swayed the very waters into dancing with cliffs.

Wolves howled in her honor.

Children dreamed under Her light-gift.

Her joy illuminated the Darkness.

Her Love lit up the Heavens.

As the reflection of her Beloved, She found Herself.