You call Her Mother Earth, I call Her Mother~~~

Ode to the Snow Moon



Snow Moon pure and bright,

Cleanse me with your cold light.

Moon for the Goddess shine on me,

Let the brightness heal me.



Close the year with the cold door,

Let there be pain no more.

Snow, pure and bright,

Reflect the shine on me with our Goddess light.

Sleep in peace my Mother Earth,

For the next time we meet you will be in Birth.

Shine today, shine real bright,

For your Full Face in the sky gives us… Continue