Wish on the moon by Kristi Kirby, Waco, Texas

The light of the moon draws me to you.

I see a baby being born out of the clouds as they move.

I’m feeling new. A true reborn I’ve only dreamt of. The rising Phoenix of my dreams.

I’m being unlocked from my prison of despair inside me. Making me feel alive like never before. Wanting to feed the starving woman inside.

I make my wish on the moon to continue to see me thru the storms ahead.

Gallantly navigating and listening to the violins from my heart. Guided by the light of truth.