Dancing on the Earth
Dancing in her glory
Her many patterns, cycles and moods
Dancing in her glory, as we bask under the fully lit moon
Oh how I swoon for the magic above as so below
Oh how I howl for the Midnight Moons glow
Something within the breeze,
Something within the whistling and excitment of the trees.
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