In the Midst of the Mad Rush of Days…

In the midst of the Mad Rush of Days

Dancing with distress, and projects, and plans.

Looking around worriedly,

Trying to keep track of the many many little things,

Eyes, and heart, downcast.

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Until,

I catch in the briefest of glimpses,

The Waxing Crescent Moon…

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The Waxing Crescent Moon,

The Silver Cup of Dionysus,

Pouring inspirations

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The Waxing Crescent Moon

The Curving Horns of Pan

Tearing distractions asunder

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The Waxing Crescent Moon

The Crown of the Goddess

Shining as She reminds me “Breathe.”

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In the Midst of the Mad Rush of Days,

I am reminded to cast my eyes upward.

I am reminded to breathe,

To stop running to and fro,

To stand still,

To breathe, until I can stride forth with purpose.

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The Waxing Crescent Moon

Reminding me to Breathe,

Reminding me of my Craft,

Reminding me of my Name.

3 thoughts on “In the Midst of the Mad Rush of Days…

  1. Pax

    Well, They do have Their ways of reminding us sometimes… I’m always happy when it’s more of the quiet inspiration as opposed to the clue-by-four!

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