I wanted to get this posted yesterday, and I thought the poem I had already written was good enough to post. Turns out, it wasn’t and so I decided to write a new poem. Turns out, that took longer than I wanted. But, this is what turned out this morning and I’m pretty satisfied with it, for the moment. Better done than perfect, which I think is a perfect motto for a Full Moon in Virgo poem *wink.
I hope you enjoy this full-moon poem. Please reply with yours or send me a private email, either is fine. If you want to share on social media, please use the hashtag #astromommywordpoem, thanks!
The Dream Garden
by AstroMommy
Fresh secrets are planted in her garden every year
I love your poem. It’s so rich! I wrote mine right after you sent out the prompt. Here you go:
The stale gives way to the fresh.
“Hope springs eternal”
is how the saying goes.
And while it may sound cliche,
it is true to life.
But we are skeptical,
and rightly so.
You can hear things
over and over
until they lose their meaning,
like how eggs on Easter
symbolize new life,
the resurrection of Christ.
It feels lazy to repeat,
to parrot
what has been so removed
from the spark of inspiration.
And sometimes we never
were in touch with the source
to begin with,
so that when the words
first hit our ears
they rang
hollow and empty,
with zero virtues
aside from being pretty.
We have to learn what made
them special,
what made them resonate
in the first place.
“Love can conquer everything.”
“The good will always win.”
And these can seem
like pleasant lies
meant to soothe
and comfort.
But if we are daring
and choose to live
the meaning behind the message,
we see the truth, as if
gifted from the Goddess.
Whether you learn through experience,
sensuality, or logical demonstration,
when you dig and dig and dig,
year after year after year,
you come to understand the veracity
of the old axioms,
which are no longer
idle things meant to lull,
but we come to find
our patient reward:
deliverance
from our old
disenchantment.