The following poem is a sacred planetary rite which I intend to use in my next Lunar ritual. It is nine couplets with nine syllables per line, split into three sections of three couplets each. There's some allusions in here to various things alchemical and magickal, so if you're confused and want to know more don't hesitate to ask! Without further ado; Luna...
Welcome - oh holy unlight of three
Bear my tale - another witness, see?
Thou gilded in dark - shrouded in light -
Mother of all the stars of the night.
Oh holy unlight, you stare down here
At I, your apprentice - filled with fear.
Your reflection washes me away
As the night's dark song weaves tales so gay.
Mysterium! Lunatic I am
To call upon thee - mother of LAM,
Whose fostered burden upon my back
Rests this night, yet left wholly intact
I descend into your blackened Sol,
Knowing not where to run - nor to go.
Sweet Lunar embrace, unconscious heir
To all that was, will be, and is there?
Left untouched, another evening's grace
Silhouette - of the sun without trace.
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Image Credit: I took this at the Moorhead Observatory during a blood moon a few years back.