The moon is forever my goddess,
her pure beams light my path.
In this religion, enlightenment is not a process,
but a forever state of mind to have.
The forest will be my church,
roots will be my holy text.
The trees and I will merge
and the wind will listen as I confess.
I will be rebirth
and become one with the goddess.
Since heaven isn't on earth,
and I must have access.
Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 11:43 PM UTC
The moon is forever my goddess,
her pure beams light my path.
In this religion, enlightenment is not a process,
but a forever state of mind to have.
The forest will be my church,
roots will be my holy text.
The trees and I will merge
and the wind will listen as I confess.
I will be rebirth
and become one with the goddess.
Since heaven isn't on earth,
and I must have access.
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