Thursday, February 3, 2011
Song of Selene
Selene dances with arms aloft
Through the swaying boughs and blossoms
Sweet scents upon the air
Wild strawberries, new spring grass
Ticklish rosemary, subtle laurel bay
Cypress dressed in her gown of moss
Wherever there rests a large stone
Near to the tangle of roots
There too is Her sanctuary
Delightful, winsome maiden
Divine lady of the brilliant Mother Moon
Gaze into the celestial poor of light
Reflect what is clear and true
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