daughter luna

Allah, Allya, Anna, Aahra --

Goddess full of living water, from your womb is born the daughter.

Her radiant face commands the tides, and dims the stars in milky skies.

Oh, Daughter Luna, expand in me. Fill my heart with ecstasy.

Lift the veil from sheltered eyes, and open hearts to realize,

that all is moving to a greater end, with new beginnings around the bend.

Time to offer great and small, all the gifts within thy Hall.

Make these jewels of heaven's light a treasure more than power or might.

From the graces that your fullness holds, future worlds will surely unfold.

Streaming rays you send to earth, fanned as wings of royal birth.

Let us move in psalm and dance to the rhythm of your silken trance.

Circling the sacred ring, we raise our voices and joyously sing:

Allah, Allya, Anna, Aahra

Allah, Allya, Anna, Aahra

Allah, Allya, Anna, Aahra

Goddess full of living water, from your womb is born the daughter.

Her radiant face commands the tides, and dims the stars in milky skies.


by Rev. Maia Nartoomid