I am she who swings from the moon,
The beloved child born in late June,
Fairy like, with gossamer wings,
I dream of disco balls and glittery things.
I am deeply intuitive - and I trust my self,
I am playful and curious, a mischievous elf,
I can be sullen and deep, a dark mystery,
A young soul who holds an ancient history.
I am the crescent maiden, the fullness of the mother,
The howling of the wolf, the meeting with another,
Like minded soul, living simply and wild,
I am she who is the divine Moon Child.
