Lunar Eclips

There was a full moon, a perfect lunar eclips,


here in the north the night was very dark, with mists creeping slowly into the fields
no full moon to see, no sun rising on the horizon,
I was thinking of this pagan song:

Silent night, Solstice Night
All is calm, all is bright
Nature slumbers in forest and glen
Till in Springtime She wakens again
Sleeping spirits grow strong!

have a wonderful Alban Arthan celebration!


Author: Vixen

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