She glows in gold and fine red velvet.
Her dance in the liquid light
Comes with a lightness of impermanence.
She knows
That she glows
In her transient grace,
She glows.
She takes a bow in the remains of the day,
A swirl of clear rain
Leaving behind no trace of her light
As autumn ends
And winter comes in.
🍂🕊
Usher in Mabon blessings to your sacred space and honour the celestial as the season changes on Saturday, September 19, 2pm BST // 9PM MYT// 9am EST.
〰️ link in the tab above for a spot in the virtual space of Zoom. 〰️
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