Blue Moon Candles

Tonight, the Earth leans farthest away,
yet this is when the promise begins—
a secret stitched into cold soil and bone:
every darkness carries a return.

The longest night
when the twilight lingers
like a lover unwilling to leave.

Rain blesses the forest,
moss keeps our secrets,
and the earth tilts away
only to remember how to return.

Longest night.
Wet forest.
The sun holds its breath—
and love learns patience
Light Always Returns...
Merry Winter Solstice ✨️🎄🌞🕯