It has finally risen
Skirting above the hills
Be quick my Darling daughter
Grab the rising moon
Shake it ‘til dreams, beams and moon dust fall
We will run
through the field just you and me
The air
sweetened with honeysuckleUnder the Lord’s radiant awning of moonlight
Hold tight to the basket we brought
And will we gather them all in
We’ll sprinkle moon
dust on moonbeams
And let them
navigate us through the Milky WayTaking us up in a swirling swoon and whoosh!
Off we go, adventure awaits, so do your dreams
Your nightgown flows and long hair shimmers
From the burst of our shooting star
We do not speak,
we do not need to
Your eyes, your
glances and smiles tell me everythingI see you breathing it all in
Close your heavy eyelids my Darling
I will lay your head on your pillow
I will kiss you
on your forehead and pray over you
Tucked in, your
basket laid next youThe night is still young
Adventure still beckons and awaits you
Enjoy My Darling, my little one, Enjoy!
Copyright
2012 Wandering Satellite Publishing
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