Creation

Creation
 
Our moon so bright and beautiful
In the distance space, so small
In pale reflection, so wonderful
We hear the moon song call
 
Behold a moonbeam opens
Lights swooping owl that sings
A glow worm's yellow colours
And bat's slow flapping wings
 
See gods of sky and mountain
Their river running by,
And sun god in dawn rising
That brightens up the sky
 
The ice goddess of winter
Gives way to Aten's sun
Earth made cold to harden
Now softening has begun
 
The sacred grove, the greenwood,
We come to chant and pray
And take the bread and water
For blessings every day
 
We open eyes to see this
Sing songs that we might tell
Of earth's reflecting glory
Living water, Elysian well