Morgana Moon

When the crescent lifts her shadowy veil
And the wood grows bright with silver light
The queen of night with a crown of stars
Dances through the clouds in flight.

And in her face a memory
Of long ago in a distant sea
When she called upon the ocean waves
And spoke of times forgotten days.

She calls me to the river
And holds me by the water
And gazing in her mirror
A glimpse of forever.

And so her love called on the sea
And the clouds danced over the thirsty land
And falling upon the distant peaks
Down to the valley how the waters ran.

And the sea became many rivers
Journeying alone
And even forgetting from whence they came
They always ran towards home again.

She calls me to the river
And holds me by the water
And gazing in her mirror
A glimpse of forever.

And by the light of the moon so bright
In the valley where the waters meet
Two rivers becoming one
And journeying home to the sea.

And by the light of the moon so bright
In the valley where the waters meet
Many rivers becoming one
And journeying home to the sea...