Tonight the moon, a pregnant glow,
Watches over me as I leave his dungeon.
Her gaze reminds me I should be burning my new moon intentions.
But, I never wrote them down, the magic did not feel right.
Many of my intentions are blessings of health and love, I do not wish those to end
The others have not yet come to a full fruition… I believe I will wait until the next full moon when plans and schedules have been set in stone.
Burning is so final.
Thank you for your flame. As I wish it, so mote it be.