Stars in My Hair

I stand here bathed in moonlight

the stars are in my hair

Fairies sing at midnight

in the softly ringing air.

Moonful, mournful

chill translucent night

silent orb eye reigns benevolent

with infinite course of light;

I am magician’s handmaiden

I am the goddess queen,

I love the world and all within

and those things unseen;

Blessed be the stars,

blessed be the moon

and as the planet turns

blessed our people

to whom the Truth returns.