Monday, September 9, 2019

The Moon

Higgety, piggety, the moon is a sphere
Loppety, moppety, we drink its light here
Even beneath the shining orb
We can expect nothing as we absorb
The vibrations of energy in sound and light
Raise the veil, the promise, the chant
For this night,all we desire enters our sight
We must only fare well as we get what we want
When the sun comes up, we are sure to find
The perfect will to open the mind
And understand our power, the Universe
Draws nigh to provide what we rehearse
Bring us, O Great One, our fondest dreams
And allow us harmony in all it seems

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