The Keeper of the Moon

She held the moon in her hands,

The fragile, glowing moon.

She held the moon in her hands,

She sang it's mystic tune.

She held the moon in her hands,

Prepared it for its flight.

She held the moon in her hands,

Bade it rise in the night.

She held the moon in her hands,

When it came down at day.

She held the moon in her hands,

The moon, pale and grey. 

-Faeli Kathryn