Dear friend, sister moon,
Drench me in your silver light,
Let me be imbued with your radiance as I lie
On the grass that flickers with delight
At your omnipresent beams this magnificent full moon night.
I wait for wolves to howl
And the mist-like covering of clouds
That come and go
Along with silhouettes of birds that cast shadows on your glow.
Maiden moon New, Mother moon Sickle, Crone moon Full;
The journey of the feminine with its gentle push and pull,
As tides come in high, and tides go out low,
Let us honour the moon’s mesmerising magnetic flow
And times for planting and beginning,
For ending and for reaping,
For cleansing and reflecting,
For expanding and expressing.
A journey of love
From every month to month.
Dear friend, sister moon,
Never too late, never too soon,
A calendar of movement that dances around the sun
Together with the earth, harmonizing everyone.
Guided by the universe,
Supporting cyclical rebirths,
Sharing your mystical gifts,
Touching our hearts and stirring our spirits,
Nourishing our souls,
Always revolving, never growing old,
Dear friend, sister moon,
My heart out-pours a forever thank you.