Celtic Moon Sisters

Dark and quiet Immense and towering The trees add to the blackness all around me My bare feet revel in the lush cool grass As I wander, aimlessly But feel the pull of gentle magic Are there Celtic moon sisters out here tonight? Come out from behind the massive ancient standing stones I want to dance hand in hand In a circle of kinship and love We’ll generate the power from inside the Stonehenge stones Even though they’re far away They answer our call As the wind lifts our soft hair from around our shoulders To tease our flushed faces, damp from our dancing The moon bestows her bright white light Bouncing off the midnight blue of the forest behind us Filling us with power and excitement We instinctively know the steps of this dance Souls swelling with joy and abandon The real world fading away into the night Mythical creatures materialize in this new place that no one believes in Angels with opal colored wings outstretched in the sky Pixies and Elves dancing amongst us Their high pitched giggles barely heard Tumbling in the wind, mixing with our own laughter Tiny sparkling bits of hummingbird shaped flames Float down and fill the spaces between us Musical strains of beauty that bring a tear to the eye Ah, my Ireland Fairy circles found in the dewy morning grass at sunrise Left behind from our revelry in the deepest hours of night Causing bewildered looks on faces of the straight-laced as they glance Unbelieving Then walk on and shrug it all away