Arise my Queen
your kingdom stirs
the morning star ere breaking dawn
bids westward soon to fade away
in merging with another day

Oh Venus child
of loving grace
thine hills and valleys softly call
to echo promise without sorrow
birthing newly born tomorrow

Whispering
your servant begs
cool beckons to the fire engage
the log of Yule 'tis yours to rule
our special time to play the fool

In ecstasy
we hand in hand
with lightening flash and thunder roll
make tide to ease and seas demure
the rhythm of the world ensure

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