Moons blessing
I asked for the moons blessing
when she waxed bright full
I asked her for her silver
For her cool rays and peace
I asked her for her gold
at the harvest feast
I asked her for her blood
when the sun shades her light
I asked her for her darkness
when she hides her face
I asked her for her love
and her golden embrace
For the moon is my mother
she lights my way home
She is my friend in darkness
So I don't feel alone
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