Oh mother moon,
what a sight to behold;
full of strength and wisdom
power and treasures untold
Magic and mystery
She watches by night
Watching over her children
with her shimmering guiding light
She is the giver of gifts
to people and the harvest
She blesses every morsel
and shines a path through the forest.
Like the mother who waits
so does she night sky
for someone to notice her
and not to pass her by
Moon rays what do you have to teach us
and will we take the time
to see what you have taught us
and apply it to our lives
The majesty of our moon
controls thoughts and tides
too tragic to take for granted
in simplicty her beauty lies
The number of whispered prayers
quoted by man and child
hoping that you would hear them
and grant them peace for awhile