New Moon

A new moon linger overhead
Speaking glory in the highest.

Thy presence be known
To all mankind
Yet forgotten.

Whom seeketh truth?
Let them hear

A golden crown shall rise
Unto a new day
Bound in love
A fruitful harvest indeed.

A tale yet to unfold
Through thy will
Does knowledge hold meaning?
Does the bird fly south?
And the noble tree sway?

Life know no more scorn,
No fear, nor deceit.

A grateful gift tis be
For worthy I am not;
Tis be for your
Boundless love,
And unending joy.