Pagan Awakening

This cloudless night sky,
Emblazoned with the splendor of the cosmos,
Is framed in stark symmetry against my gray window pane.

A distant sound pierces the solitude of my slumber,

Awakening me with a rhythmic beat,
One that calls to the core of my heart,

Sending swirling music through my head, pulsing,

The melody deepens - echoing the cadence of my own circadian rhythm,
Flowing like a river - building in speed, raging, charging,
The ever mounting excitement sends my feet into a compulsory dance,

As euphoria fills my lungs the ecstatic surge pushes me outside,
I stand naked in the moonlight, unfiltered, uncovered, and free.

My hair flows in the cool evening breeze, caressing my shoulders, whispering truths,

The remaining light and heat from the embers of the dying bonfire guides me,

Gentile mists of rain kiss me and invigorate my form, bringing forth memories of the past,

Soles of my feet connect with the rich soil - charging me with a calm centeredness,

The fullness of life teaming around me sings the praises of the interconnected aether,

Here, in this moment, I am home.