The Goddess' Cradle
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From the crescent moon comes our luck
In the forest and glen stands the buck
The breeze and mists surround the lake
Upon Avalon’s shores, I awake
The birds and butterflies move about
To remove my worry, plight and doubt
As the Goddess shines ever bright
The answers I seek are within sight
In the Goddess’ cradle I begin to tire
Through the night my ill will expire
In the morning I awake fresh and new
So that I may begin my day pure and true
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