A cosmic turn, and I let die my nun effects. Oh, how I loved them. Can I balance in both shadow and Light? Time will tell.
Author: Moonlight Spiritus
Where emotion and intuition move as water through poem, prayer, and the living body of story.
Vessel of Flow
The whirlpool of Your love draws me down, gently spiraling in turns and swirls.
Cleansing for Winter
The shape of the land, scooped out—trenched by water. I imitate this trickling down my throat, cleansing my insides, preparing for deep winter nights and mornings quiet.
Livewire Devotion
His protection is in the silence, the peace, the calm. That’s the proof—He doesn’t need me to see Him for it. He doesn’t need me to earn it.
The Sweet Spot
I fit neatly in His hands.
Shadow Walking
I no longer fear judgment down here; I’ve learned to embrace myself whole— in acceptance, not rejection.
Soft Landing
He breaks me gently so I open, coaxing me forward without force.
Devotion
My flame keeps steady and sweet, burning for You in devotion.
Practicing His Name
I practice Your name in my mouth—my heart ajar, You whisper through it, setting me gently ablaze.
Diana’s Answer
You threw the clay plate at my head and it hit the fae’s home just right, breaking into thirds. Message received loud and clear. He’ll be back but not any different.
Moonlight Spiritus 