She glows in gold and fine red velvet.
Her dance in the liquid light
Comes with a lightness of impermanence.
That she glows
In her transient grace,
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. 〰️