breathe
i talk to trees
and tonight they are talking back
the flower moon rises full in scorpio
flowers and the underworld
blooming and unraveling
beauty and the unflinching dark
this is not a contradiction
this is the whole truth
you cannot have the flower
without the rot that fed it
scorpio knows this
beltane knows this
tonight so do you
breathe
the hawthorn speaks
i bloom once a year
and i do not apologize
for how completely i do it
the flower moon means nothing held back
full means this is what surviving the dark earned you
let yourself be full
the oak speaks
i went underground for months
you thought i was gone
i was becoming capable of this
she opens into the moonlight
without apology
without making herself smaller
so the flowering looks less extravagant
the flower moon rises every may and says
look what made it through
you made it through
breathe
the apple tree speaks in blossom
the flower moon says abundance is coming
she says the blossoming is the proof
not the fruit
not what you will eventually be useful for
the flower
right now
is enough
scorpio carries this
the most profound beauty
grows from the deepest dark
the flower and the underworld
were never opposites
they were always
the same truth wearing different faces
breathe deeper
the willow leans into her reflection
the flower moon makes everything visible
every blossom
every grief still composting beneath you
every tender new thing
you have not shown anyone yet
scorpio says look
the flower moon says
what you see is beautiful
even the parts you were going to hide
the elder speaks last
i have watched ten thousand flower moons rise
ten thousand witches standing at the crossing
between the death they survived
and the life they were afraid to claim
every time
the flower moon says the same thing
you did not endure all of that
to bloom quietly
be the whole flower
the extravagant impossible bloom
that grew from grief
and came out gorgeous
breathe
the forest speaks as one
what died in you was not wasted
it went into the ground
the ground gave it to the roots
the roots gave it to this
this flowering
this terrifying beautiful aliveness
you almost did not let yourself have
the flower moon is full in scorpio
on beltane
and she is blinding tonight for a reason
rise
bloom like you mean it
you survived the dark
to do exactly this
breathe
and flower
—lyra moon (the underworld given petals and permission)
may 1, 2026