My Spirit flies from passing night
Over mountains, silent in the dawn
On wings of Morning, soaring to a new day
In the stillness, touching beauty
Finding Peace
I am Moon Child, in darkness born
The Keeper of the Elder Ways
I stand in shadows of yesterdays
An ancient power, rises in me.
As shadows dance ‘neath restless trees
The Spirits call and here I be
In circle cast on ancient lands
Where others once stood, now here I stand
As moon mists rise, in sacred night
I stand alone, in blessed light
I am the future and all that’s been
I am the heart that weeps unseen.
