The Song of the Moon
I raise my arms in greeting As She slips up through the night,The rounded Moon of Mystery,
A glowing silver disk of light.
My spirit answers to Her call And longs for wings to fly,
That I might seek Her secret place Whose symbol is the sky.
A place of hidden secrets, Of sacred Mysteries old,
A place I knew in other times, In temple wisdom no more told.
I struggle to remember All the things I learned before, The forgotten Myseries of the Moon, The goddess and Her lore.
Although my arms reach skyward, I turn inward toward Her voice.
I tread the inner labyrinth, Trusting in my choice.
"Seek not without, but deep within."
The words are soft and clear.
"Keep faith with Me for thirteen months, The Mother's Sacred Year."
I watch Her through Her cycles, As I did in lives before, And follow down Her moonbeam path To the secret, inner door.
By DJ Conway
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