Ode to a September Moon

Ode to A September Moon

By Brandi-Ann McAuliffe

The Sky is dark, The Moon is full

Goddess calls me To Her will.

The Wheel turns as we Descend

I watch the Moon of Purification Ascend.

Chill in the air frosting Her Silver glow

Still Her Magic She does bestow.

Awen streams from Mother above

Guiding our hands with Her Divine love.

A stillness within, A calm in my heart

Once again The Moon shares with me Her art.


Brandi-Ann McAuliffe (Ursa Arcanna)  joined the Sisterhood of Avalon at Calan Gaeaf of 2016.  She lives in Montreal Quebec with her 10-year-old son and works in health care at the Children’s Hospital.

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