Pisces New Moon poem (2022)

You will look for me but you will not find me

and where I am you cannot come.

Lifting you toward ascension

nothing is truly random.

Let anyone who is thirsty come to me and drink.

Great indeed we confess the mystery of godliness.

Manifested in the flesh

vindicated by the spirit

seen by angels 

proclaimed among nations

believed on in the world

taken up in glory.

There are spiritual seasons in our life

I emerged from my winter.

Beneath the earth the ground thawed.

My gifts and talents are now available for use.