Language of the Moon

The moon has its own language
and so does the ocean.
They are sisters and they choose
priestesses, oracles
through whom they send their
luminous, tidal chants.

I am their sister, priestess, oracle.

I listen in that deep way
I have learned from my ancestors.
I interpret, I serve, I speak the language of Earth.

This happens so as to keep the magic
from leaking any further out of this life,
this place we call home.

This happens in order to raise the frequency,
to restore the magic to our hearts,
to heal the souls of humanity
with the cool lunar touch of the sisters of the moon,
the smooth healing stroke of mama ocean.