Introducing

The Art and Poetry

of Annie Beilharz

Phases Of The Moon

I've always loved

the Cycle of Things;

I've always known

I've had the Strength I needed;

I've always known

I could win.

New Moon

I am young,

but a Child,

emerging from

the Safety of the Womb

into

the Air of the World.

I have certain security, but

I am vulnerable,

at the Mercy of the Weather,

the Storms of my Soul.

Crescent Moon

I am growing,

finding strength,

defining who I am,

and who I want to be.

I remain vulnerable,

but not as much.

I gain strength

with Maturity.

My roots grow stronger.

Oval Moon

I am beginning to be

myself as a Tree,

too Old to be knocked down

at the Mercy of the Weather;

too Strong to be

beaten into submission.

Myself as a Tree,

an Adult,

Grown-up,

Mature:

I am taking form.

Full Moon

Proudly I stand,

what I have become.

I am full-grown,

and now my changes

permeate to my surface,

they are not merely internal -

and I can't be pushed around.

I am who I am,

and others can't decide

differently.

Now my leaves grow tenderly,

and my flowers seed,

and I have come

Full Circle.