The Maiden, fierce, defends her mortal charge
Her Moonbow nocked and trained upon her mark
No prey for long remains to her at large
Her light reveals dissenters in the dark
The Loving Matron teaches all she knows
Illuminating those who walk the path
A loving One, Whose heart with caring glows
Woe be to those who'd instigate Her Wrath
The Crone is wise beyond the years of man
Many mysteries hide behind her veil
Unlock her secrets? Try all that you can
Your efforts surely will do naught but fail
Darkness will reign when She hides from our sight
Be not afraid, but contemplate the night

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Daedalan, in the year 484 AF.