The Moon in Liquid Fullness
The sea is swooning by thy pull,
Thy disc in fullness crowned,
So grandly and superbly full,
The glen in moonlight drowned.
The leaves in daintiness aglow,
The stream in rippling mirth,
By thy prodigious lunar flow,
Ye bless the sleeping earth.
Silver for thy sacraments,
Thy promise to the land,
Stars thy precious ornaments,
Thy raiment stately grand!
The hills attend thy sweet command,
Thy softly spoken grace,
Pulchritudinous ye stand,
With thine unblemished face.
Gifting all thou ownest, aye,
Thy heart so striking pure,
Silver for thy lullaby,
Such eloquent allure…
adamdaniel 