Posts
Do not look at the midday skies, lest ye lose the sight of eyes, let the shadows pass you by, do not hesitate to ask them why. It will begin with the light of day, the sun will come out to play, but does not anticipate the darkness coming its way, the moon will overtake her and the wolves will bay. Yes, the day will surrender to the night, as the moon shows her power to block the insults of the sun, now you can take your rest, your day is done - but when the light returns, look away, look away lest thee lose thy sight.
The black sun hangs silent behind the moon, darkness wraps you in a cold cocoon, the card is revealed with the rune, time stands still - death comes too soon. We all know the cadence that calls us to rise and when to sleep. We have become complacent when a loved one dies it awaken our regrets and we weep.
Come, learn the ways of those who have conquered death. You have already died a million times between each breath. Do not fear, suddenly you will find no light of day and no shadows in the darkness. You, my dear, will no longer have need of sight and you will become the shadow, immune to judgments, released from your karmas.
An eclipse brings awe to those who are impressed by oddities and mysteries they will never comprehend. It serves to show that even the greatest can be dispossessed. Such are these curiosities and inconsistencies seen in your peripheries. The sun never surrendered, she simply acquiesced. The heavens are full of unexplainable occurrences, unfathomable and soon forgotten.
The lessons of life are not sustainable, have no permanence in the unimaginable, an experience so uncommon that it holds no importance in your memories. This is what you see, a mere performance of nature that holds no meaning as long as the eyes never see. The moon becomes nothing but a usurper, bold and scheming - a wrong the moon has devised so cleverly.
Be the wiser child and listen to thy mothers voices, do not despise her, she reveals the crown that glistens, the coronation of the sun never gave us choices. She returns to rule the days and she will not be darkened again soon. As she burns, don’t play the fool and change your ways, do not bargain ‘gainst the Xen that is the moon.
The night always repeals the laws of the day, ‘tis alright, her dim light repays and seals the maws of man’s decay. She hears the cries and the prayers said, as she clears the lies and the affairs of the dead she never wavers, never leaves, never abandons you in your time of woes - judges not your behaviors, often relieves, forever understands you and the crime you chose. She comes silently into view, never stridently to you.
Allow the sun to witness your offense and offer you a boisterous defense while passing your sentence for your lack of repentance. The moon will tend your tomorrows, she will mend your sorrows and all the pain that follows, she will wane and the darkness grows.
Will you stand with her and believe? Will you hear her command to receive? Will you trust her to never deceive? Three nights without her, will you grieve? No, you shall trust her to wax slowly, give protection to the lowly, she will reveal all that is holy, when she has waxed full and you can see her wholly.
Nay, there will not be another eclipse of the sun for a long time, to remind you to mind both day and night. Where the day will surrender to lunar blips when the moon is in her prime. Look behind you, don’t look away, stand free beneath the great shadow. The truth appears within the light.
M Teresa Clayton
