moon godhouse.

In the silver dance,
radiant blue,
the hieroglyph birds,
blessed feathers,
and burnt flower shells.

Our Fathers sang,
Cosmic Crystal Prayers,
"ah-Ta',
a-RU
E-Sa."


We come to remember.
We come without memory.

Activated shields,
as a flame of amber,
burnt wool of skin,
fed smoke to high mountains,
Oh, the code of land,
Earth flowers buried among
the Thunder.

And to the Kristic Moon,
all Rivers shall flow,
gliding into Pale Silver & Gold.

Blessed are the water spirits,
for they shall seek
the kingdom of the Coral Sea.

Blessed are the Moon trees,
for their roots grow under dreams,
as all spirits remain free.

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*ah-Ta' - Now Be
a-Ru - Inner Sun
E-Sa- Always and Forever

*as found on the keylonticsdictionary.com website.