I opened the door
this morning
to a wet world.
Wet.
Damp.
Dripping
water gems
touching everything…
saturating the air,
my breath,
my lungs,
the depleted soil beneath my feet,
my dry and aging skin,
my hair a cloud of wild curls
as I stepped into a wonderland of beauty.
A gift…
from our Ocean…
All things parched
and dying,
all things green and living,
drinking,
drinking this heavenly elixir.
This gift of all days,
this eve of the August Sturgeon full moon,
as Leo winds into the arms of Virgo...
Strength.
Courage.
The sound of heavy air
is filled with birds
slipping between the moisture
falling, falling,
falling onto dead and dried leaves
waiting.
Waiting their turn
to come home
to this beautiful earth.
Lea Goode-Harris
August Sturgeon Full Moon 2021 in Aquarius
the Leo Sun into Virgo