On fertile ground new moon shadow cast
A sacred veil of deep pains long forgotten past.
She whispers in your ears to let it flow.
Release the hurt whose burnt edges show.
Your body tender tired from strain,
You feel the steady drip of pain,
Leave your heart and touch the soil.
No longer are you prepared to toil
For love not returned or dreams fulfilled.
The pain too much the heart must spill.
Mother Moon keeps her steady gaze
Upon your flagging shivering haze.
She never falters in her love
One hand holds a sword, the other holds a glove.
She cuts away your final ties and soothes your heart with satin hand.
No fingerprints are left in sand.
A tidal wave of love to wash you clean.
So free once more to start your dream.