April 8

As the world is shifting –

Sifting and spinning

Grains of sand revolving

Whisked into the air

Reshaping, reforming

Whisper to Lilith – 

Curl up, sleepy pup

In my warm wolf’s den

Under the roots of the trees

Pressed into fur and warm bodies

As we await the awakening.

When the moon rises

In lavish fullness, pretty in pink

Let yourself be pulled

Let yourself unravel

Let the fear fall away from your heart.

Start stirring, seed pod

Once you feel your activation

Pure light breaking open

You are here to show them.

Open your throat and sing

Hum along with the Earth’s vibration, 

We are close to home

We feel the new world awaken.