Brother moon,
You are always in my heart,
You carry me when my soul seems to fall apart,
When my sword is broken,
A wave of youre hand makes swift repair,
When my eyes are filled with oceans of tears,
You give me a hug,
And i smile once more.

Oh brother moon,
I beat my sword on my chest in youre honour,
I burn myrrh and hemp for you,
And send it up into the four quarters of space.

Oh brother moon,
You are my sun,
In the forest at night,
Here i sharpen my weapons,
And sing forgotten songs for you.

I enjoy reading your Moon writes....

In all their forms...

Thank you. I really appreciate youre comment.