Tuesday, August 21, 2018

Stars in My Hair
I stand here bathed in moonlight
the stars are in my hair
Fairies sing at midnight
in the softly ringing air.
Moonful, mournful
chill translucent night
silent orb eye reigns benevolent
with infinite course of light;
I am magician’s handmaiden
I am the goddess queen,
I love the world and all within
and those things unseen;
Blessed be the stars,
blessed be the moon
and as the planet turns
blessed our people

to whom the Truth returns.

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