She Who Bathes in Starlight

She bathed in starlight, this goddess of the night

Nourishing her spirit with elements potently raw, and ancient as time itself

Bathing in the cosmic sea, she floated away to the deepest recesses of herself,

and then on to different selves, different lives

With the last pull of the moon turning the tide back to this world,

The sun rose above the hills, while she squinted awake, sleepy-eyed,

and I tickled her nose with mine, and kissed her ever so gently on the forehead,

because I loved her presently more than I had yesterday,

And so it goes every morning.

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Photo: Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography