The Rising Moon
Slowly the sun sets down
And the moon begins to rise
The blue falls all around you
As I find myself
- looking through your eyes.
The light from the moon
Gathers from afar
And forms around you
Creating that Heavenly halo
That which vanquishes
- all evil things I do
So come to me
While the moon is still high
A brother will hold his sister
Under the Heavenly sky.
Here, we dance till the coming
Of your Heavenly Fathers' becoming.
10/19/2001
Copyright © Jonathan Thornton | Year Posted 2011
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