Path of The Full Moon Gazing

They enter the circle

Feeling weird, awkward and shy

They enter the circle

Thinking: “this is waste of my time”

They move through the journey

Feeling their deepest sorrows and wounds

They move through the journey

Feeling tired and sick

They sit through the awkwardness

Breaking their walls

They sit through the awkwardness

Relaxing their guards

They’re noticing newness

In their feelings and thoughts

They’re noticing newness

In their bodies and hearts

They play, sing and move

They laugh, cry and talk

They feel, think and mute

They love, bond and hug

They know - change is coming

They’re feeling its wings

They’re ready to die

And they’re are ready to live

There is no way of knowing

What awaits on their paths

There is no way of knowing

What dreams will arise

The only one thing

That is known to them

As new wings start to grow

And picking them up

There is no way of being

In the old way of living

There is a new way of breathing

There is a new way of living

The path of the newness

Arises within them

It moves them and loves them

Guiding them through