shifting at night

shed off the old

Rifting, drifting, shifting at night.
Wild, riled, a full moon’s light.
Bring out the new, shed off the old.
This is the night, once long foretold.

Drifting, shifting, uplifting and bright.
Mild, child, their reborn light.
Shrug off the old, shed into bold.
This is the night, let all unfold.

Cleansing.
Clearing.
Renewal is near.

Waxing.
Waning.
Bright and clear.

Washing.
Wishing.
Let go of fear.

Shedding.
Spreading.
Welcoming here.

Uplifting, drifting, shifting at night.
Preparing ourselves for full moon’s light.
Shed off the cold, spread into bold.
This is the night, one to behold.

Cleansing the light. Clearing the night.
Waxing our might. Waning our fright.
Washing in right. Wishing for sight.
Shedding a spite. Spreading a light.

Rifting, drifting, shifting at night.
Wild, riled, a full moon’s light.
Bring in our new, shed off our old.
This is our night, one for the bold.

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