Blue Moon Ceremony

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Blue Moon Ceremony

Take off the clothes and sit in the dirt
burning sagebrush smell in the air
full moon cleansing
my hands
my hair.

No plan no thought but open the lips
words and song like water pour out
full moon chanting
my lungs
my mouth.

I know somewhere you too are watching
yet bodies in orbit might never connect
full moon longing
my heart
my sex.

Silence. Bedrock. A sky full of stars.
An age-old pain—but good—down deep
full moon healing
my belly
my feet.

Copyright © Gene Dilworth

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