Isis, Ishtar, Artemis, Diana,
There is magical power in the moon,
Using the stars to refill her mana,
Drawing energy into her cocoon.
Under the full moon's light, lover's will swoon,
Luna's swollen belly will influence,
Fertile energy of the waxing moon,
Offering Mother Earth's womb some guidance.
Worship in her lunar omnipotence,
As do the tides, with her, waxing, waning,
Wanting to please her with their obeyance,
To her magnetic pull, they are straining.
Over all of nature, she is reigning,
All things watery and emotional,
All bodies and souls, she is sustaining,
She keeps it all flowing and functional.
To worship her is not conventional,
What's between you and her is personal,
To me, it's the only way rational,
Ways of the Mother are ancestral.
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