Return to me, sacred Mother.
I yearn to hear thy voice once more
In the whispers of the wind through the pines
And the crash of waves on ragged shore.

I call to thee, ancient Father.
Thy wisdom do I seek.
Lead me across the vast waters
O'er the highest mountain peak.

Open wide thy gates, eternal Universe,
Reveal thy mysteries to me.
Let me walk thy starry paths
And drift on thine infinite sea.

Come unto me, divine Spirit.
Fill this mortal with thine light.
Uplift this humble soul
And on the wings of doves take flight.

Draw nearer to me all my beloved kin.
Share thy joy and thy pain.
We will walk this path together
'Til we meet in Summerland again.

... Moone

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