|Moon XVII, from Aeclectic Tarot.|
The poem I selected for this month's Esbat is by Æ (also AE or, A. E.), the Irish nationalist, mystical & political writer & theosophist otherwise known as George William Russell. I love his poetry & I keep a copy of his Selected Poems (1935) at my bedside.
Dark glowed the vales of amethyst
Beneath an opal shroud:
The moon bud opened through the mist
Its white-fire leaves of cloud.
Through rapt at gaze with eyes of light
Looked forth the seraph seers,
The vast and wandering dream of night
Rolled on above our tears.
Blessings to you this Esbat my friends.