
In the moonlight,
Flowers dance,
Silver chords play,
Earth harmonies rise,
Celestial music soars.
In their deep folds,
Oceans stir,
Foam-flecked waves dance,
Swaying to the harmony,
Of sun and moon.
For it is the time
Of the stirring,
When invisible creation
Sings its eternal hymn
To all creatures great and small.
Amongst mankind,
Few hear it,
Fewer still,
Dance to it.
May you,
Divine soul,
Hear the call,
And join the dance.