Oh lustrous orb of silver light
how we have missed thy glow.
Cloudy skies for weeks have veiled
thy brilliance from below.

But tonight I see thy face.  
Once more as in the past
I bask in moonlight watching
shadows play upon the grass.

We welcome thee with open hearts
and offer thy our praise.
How strange that you've returned to us
in this., thy fullest phase.

Tonight, we sleep neath magic light
within the lunar womb,
Without the thunder shaking
window panes in every room.

The first days of the month is fair
and Luna is as well.
Let us pray extremes are gone
and have a "magical" spell.