New Moon

New moon
New leaf
New sorrow
New grief

New pain and suffering
Never ending, never dying
Not a soul, not a sinner
Never wishing, never crying

Now a time, then a place
First a heart, then a spade
Next of kin, next in line
Never being, never made

Not to be mistaken for
Not to be forgiven from
Never to be damaged for
Banished to or driven from

Take my hand, take it now
Take it while you can
Take your time forever
Help me understand

Take it to the smithy
He'll bash it out for you
Take your heart to Hylda
She'll bare it on the wall

Take it to the jester
He'll figure out the gist
Who can see your mind
Who can hear your fist

Take it home to Linah
She'll box it up for you
Serve it to you backwards
Send you to the zoo

New moon never rising
New leaf never dying
New sorrow never sown
New grief never known

Take your mother by the hand
Touch her soft and gentle soul
Touch your brother, take his hand
Take his burden, feel him stand

Dear Linah, sweet goddess
Please tell me, is it you?
Catch the breeze, catch the wave
Feel your heart drift away

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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