New Moon Rises

New moon rises,
against the resting sun-
together merging,
bringing a surging,
thoughts that need to be-
laid to rest,
no troubling your soul,
let the light of its new way-
in the waking hours,
of her coming-
bring your breath,
to her sky.
I hold my thoughts,
like wisps of papers-
burning,
under the spring sun-
lets them rise,
like incense to-
the new moon,
thoughts that disperse-
my way of hesitation,
bring them now-
as intentions,
as I give my soul,
it space to receive-
my heart to expand,
with loving release-
my mind to touch,
the true thoughts-
of my inner journey’s calling.

Heart’s Calling
By Maureen Kwiat Meshenberg ©
Painting by Pia Tohveri

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