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I remember yesterday, when I become the moon
When all the stars came out to play, we danced away the gloom
Circled 'round the ring of stones before they fell in ruin
I can hear our voices still, when I become the moon

High Diana ruled the wood, traces still remain
Shared the wisdom and the herb, shared the joy and pain
Echoes of life's passion play still haunt the bride and groom
But they'll be wed again someday, when I become the moon

Soldiers of the holy war, holy greed command
Claimed the Earth and all her shores, stole Diana's land
But in my heart there lingers still the dark of her perfume
I drink the earthy wine until I become the moon

All that's left is history, and Diana's blood and bone
Fragments of a mystery, her story is our own
But undercover of the stars her secret is exhumed
I bow before her beauty now, and I....become....the moon. ~~Eliza Gilkyson

Date: 2003-09-11 05:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lausa.livejournal.com
That was lovely! It fit my mood; last night, I sat on the porch staring at the moon for the longest, longest time. And in class today, who should be be studying in Greek mythology? Artemis. Synchronicity strikes.

Date: 2003-09-12 07:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tinhuviel.livejournal.com
If you ever get a chance, get you a copy of "Through the Looking Glass" by Eliza Gilkyson. It's a wonderful album and, sadly, out of print. Look for it in used bins or on eBay. It's worth it!

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