Night comes, and I am in your arms again.
You dance across the evening sky, eager and bright,
I will chase you in my dreams tonight.
Lady of Power, abundant and glorious,
Carry me through the night,
Bathed with radiance, clothed with magic, suckled with sleep
Until day is born anew.
Sitting in the shadows of the Earth, Old Woman waiting,
Searching for your pale form,
I find whispered secrets
And bid farewell by morning’s light.