Harvest's SuperMoon Rising 🌕

Ah, The glow of last night’s moon was no ordinary lunar glow. It was the Harvest Supermoon, a rare celestial convergence that turned the skies into a mystical stage 🌕.

The brightest lantern to ever illuminate the new sky had arrived.

Visual poetry was born from the night’s celestial glow 🌕🪶

A Lantern to remember glittering above the golden fields,

high above, where dragon-shaped clouds drifted like fairytale dreams.

A lone figure opens her arms to the sky, harvesting light, releasing shadow.

The moon, magnificent and ancient, whispered “Courage in the quiet.”

Constellations sang beneath their breaths, and the night became a ritual of renewal.

This image shall remain as a talisman for our mystical imaginings

a reminder that even endings bring luminous beginnings.

A lantern ever lighting our way.

🌾 What Made you rare...dear divine Lantern light

~ T'was your Harvest Moon's Timing... for Traditionally, the Harvest Moon is the full moon closest to the autumn equinox (Sept 22).

In most years, that’s in September - but in 2025, the October full moon rose closer to the equinox, making it the official Harvest Moon. This late timing only happened approximately 18 times between 1970 and 2050.

Your Supermoon Status heralded in The moon at perigee, its closest point to Earth....appearing up to 14% larger and 30% brighter than the usual. The beloved moon rose just after sunset and lingered until dawn, bathing fields, rooftops, and rivers in a golden glow.

🌌 You Looked Like - A warm amber orb climbing the horizon, magnified by atmospheric refraction and the “moon illusion.”

- In rural and coastal areas, you shone like a lantern so wonderous - illuminating both harvest fields and inner landscapes.

🔮 In Symbolic & Spiritual Meaning

- Occurring under the sign of Aries, this moon carried themes of courage, release, and renewal.

- Many spiritual practitioners saw it as a portal for transformation - balancing the fire of action with the quiet of reflection.

🐉 Bonus Celestial Guest was ~ The Draconid meteor shower also began last night, though its visibility was dimmed by the moon’s brilliance. Still, the sky was alive with mystical tension - dragons and harvest light sharing the same stage.

🌕 You were the Lantern for the Last Harvest

In the quiet between equinox and frost,

you rose - amber, aching, vast...

a lantern to light the path the summer fled.

It hung above the wheat’s gold crown,

a silent bell, a glowing sound.

Its breath stirred ghosts and dreams

we buried in our sleep.

The sky, a bowl of blue-white ink,

held stars like seeds we’d yet to think.

And in that light, the soul grew still -

a flame uncoiled, as we gathered

silence in our hands,

like lanterns made of shifting sands.

to guide us through the growing dark.

So let this moon, so rare, so round,

be not just light...but sacred ground.

A lantern for the heart’s descent,

and all the ways we rise, unbent.