Moon Song
I raise my arms in greeting
As she slips 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 sacred 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 thinks I learned before ,
The forgotten mysteries of the Moon ,
The Goddess and Her lore .
Although my arms reach skywards
I turn inward toward Her voice .
I tread the inner labyrinth,
Trusting in my choice.
`seek not without , but deep within `
The words a soft and clear .
`keep faith with me for thirteen months ,
The Mothers 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 .
D. J. Conway
I raise my arms in greeting
As she slips 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 sacred 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 thinks I learned before ,
The forgotten mysteries of the Moon ,
The Goddess and Her lore .
Although my arms reach skywards
I turn inward toward Her voice .
I tread the inner labyrinth,
Trusting in my choice.
`seek not without , but deep within `
The words a soft and clear .
`keep faith with me for thirteen months ,
The Mothers 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 .
D. J. Conway
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