When Moonlight glistens on dew-kissed leaves
And the stars are but embers in the ebony sky
The Children come out to play
Hands come together, a circle they make
Place a feather on the altar
Near the water and candle
Join in the dance that they make
Call out with them
To their Mother, the Moon

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Glacian, in the year 402 AF.